Hey! It's me Deniesse [A/N: pronounced at Denise]. My mom and I are at the Los Angeles Airport. we'll be staying at london for good. My mom berkata this place have many bad memories. My mom and I never celebrate my birthday since I'm six because my dad died on a car accident on January 12, the hari of my sixth birthday.
At the airport on our way to the plane. I'm wearing this: link
This is my lovely mom, oleh the way: link. . I don't look like my mom because I inherited most of my father's looks. My hair is red because some juniors [school bully] dyed my hair when I was 12. My mom was shocked when she saw it but told me that red hair suits me.
I followed mom towards the plane. We gave our tickets to the flight steward and got inside the plane bringing our hand- carry bags.
Alvira [my mom]: We will not be sitting selanjutnya to each other, sweetie.
What?! No!
Deniesse: anda mean I can't talk to anda for hours? Mom, london is far I can't handle that. It's boring if I'm sitting alone myself.
Alvira: Sweetie, I'm only 2 to 3 chairs away from you. Besides, i want anda to be independent since you're already eighteen. I'll just go there okay?
She kisses my cheeks and sits on her chair. She gets the 'Vogue' Magazine diberikan oleh the flight steward to her- since we're in the first class, and reads it. She glances at me and smiles. Gosh, I cinta my mom. I smiled back at her and sits on my kursi near the window.
A few detik later, I heard my iPhone ringing and reads the text message. It's from my mom. I glanced at her and she smiled at me. I smiled back at reads the text message.
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From: Mom
Are anda okay there, sweetie?
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My mom is sooo concerned about me. I cinta my mom. I text her back..
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To: Mom
I'm okay here, mom. cinta you!
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I look at her expression while she's membaca the text message. She smiled. I smiled to myself. I heard my phone ringing again. I read her message..
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From: Mom
I cinta anda too, sweetie. Remember, if the one sitting beside anda is a bossy girl atau a total jerk guy, ignore. If he atau she is nice, be nice also. Okay?
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To: Mom
Got it, Mom! Mwah!
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My mom smiled while membaca the message. Then the flight steward told everyone to switch off our electronics. I switched my phone off and puts it inside my bag. My mom does it, too. I look at outside the window. I can feel that someone's already sitting beside me. when I turned my head to look at who it is, i was greeted oleh a gorgeous smile of a black- haired boy: link . He's good- looking. He's probably american- Indian atau something. He sat beside me. Then, i remember what my mom berkata in the text message earlier. So, I didn't talk to him. I just look outside the window as the plane takes off. There was a complete silence. The one sitting beside the black- haired boy near the aisle's a woman about the same age of my mom. I glanced one lebih time to my mom and she's talking to a flight steward. The boy beside me seems nice. My thoughts were interrupted oleh an unusual accent. It's not an american accent. I turned my head from the window and realizes that the one talking to me is the black- haired boy beside me. He was smiling at me and I smiled back. I knew it! He's nice.
Guy: Hi. I'm Zayn.
He offers a hand shake.
Deniesse: I'm Deniesse. (does handshake) As in D-E-N-I-E-S-S-E.
Zayn: Wow. Unique name.
Deniesse: So you're British?
Zayn: British- Pakistani. (smiles)
Deniesse: Oh.
Zayn: Do anda live in Los Angeles?
Deniesse: We will be staying in london for good.
Zayn: Can I ask anda something?
Deniesse: Sure. What is it?
Zayn: Errrmm... Uhmmm
Oh. He seems shy.
Deniesse: Come on. Tell me.
Zayn: Can I have your number?
Deniesse: (chuckles) Sure.
I get a pen and paper inside my bag and wrote down my number.
Deniesse: Here. (i gave him the pen and paper)
He looks at the paper and smiled.
Deniesse: That's my UK cellphone number. My old number probably won't work in London.
He look sat me and smiled.
Zayn: Thank you.
He puts the paper inside his pocket and gives me a paper with numbers. I gave him a confused look.
Zayn: My number. Call atau text me if anda need me atau if anda want a tour around London.
Deniesse: Thanks, Zayn.
I look at my mom. She's watching me all the time. It seems like she doesn't want me to talk to Zayn.
At the airport on our way to the plane. I'm wearing this: link
This is my lovely mom, oleh the way: link. . I don't look like my mom because I inherited most of my father's looks. My hair is red because some juniors [school bully] dyed my hair when I was 12. My mom was shocked when she saw it but told me that red hair suits me.
I followed mom towards the plane. We gave our tickets to the flight steward and got inside the plane bringing our hand- carry bags.
Alvira [my mom]: We will not be sitting selanjutnya to each other, sweetie.
What?! No!
Deniesse: anda mean I can't talk to anda for hours? Mom, london is far I can't handle that. It's boring if I'm sitting alone myself.
Alvira: Sweetie, I'm only 2 to 3 chairs away from you. Besides, i want anda to be independent since you're already eighteen. I'll just go there okay?
She kisses my cheeks and sits on her chair. She gets the 'Vogue' Magazine diberikan oleh the flight steward to her- since we're in the first class, and reads it. She glances at me and smiles. Gosh, I cinta my mom. I smiled back at her and sits on my kursi near the window.
A few detik later, I heard my iPhone ringing and reads the text message. It's from my mom. I glanced at her and she smiled at me. I smiled back at reads the text message.
_ _ _ _ _ - _ _ _ _
From: Mom
Are anda okay there, sweetie?
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
My mom is sooo concerned about me. I cinta my mom. I text her back..
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To: Mom
I'm okay here, mom. cinta you!
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I look at her expression while she's membaca the text message. She smiled. I smiled to myself. I heard my phone ringing again. I read her message..
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From: Mom
I cinta anda too, sweetie. Remember, if the one sitting beside anda is a bossy girl atau a total jerk guy, ignore. If he atau she is nice, be nice also. Okay?
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To: Mom
Got it, Mom! Mwah!
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My mom smiled while membaca the message. Then the flight steward told everyone to switch off our electronics. I switched my phone off and puts it inside my bag. My mom does it, too. I look at outside the window. I can feel that someone's already sitting beside me. when I turned my head to look at who it is, i was greeted oleh a gorgeous smile of a black- haired boy: link . He's good- looking. He's probably american- Indian atau something. He sat beside me. Then, i remember what my mom berkata in the text message earlier. So, I didn't talk to him. I just look outside the window as the plane takes off. There was a complete silence. The one sitting beside the black- haired boy near the aisle's a woman about the same age of my mom. I glanced one lebih time to my mom and she's talking to a flight steward. The boy beside me seems nice. My thoughts were interrupted oleh an unusual accent. It's not an american accent. I turned my head from the window and realizes that the one talking to me is the black- haired boy beside me. He was smiling at me and I smiled back. I knew it! He's nice.
Guy: Hi. I'm Zayn.
He offers a hand shake.
Deniesse: I'm Deniesse. (does handshake) As in D-E-N-I-E-S-S-E.
Zayn: Wow. Unique name.
Deniesse: So you're British?
Zayn: British- Pakistani. (smiles)
Deniesse: Oh.
Zayn: Do anda live in Los Angeles?
Deniesse: We will be staying in london for good.
Zayn: Can I ask anda something?
Deniesse: Sure. What is it?
Zayn: Errrmm... Uhmmm
Oh. He seems shy.
Deniesse: Come on. Tell me.
Zayn: Can I have your number?
Deniesse: (chuckles) Sure.
I get a pen and paper inside my bag and wrote down my number.
Deniesse: Here. (i gave him the pen and paper)
He looks at the paper and smiled.
Deniesse: That's my UK cellphone number. My old number probably won't work in London.
He look sat me and smiled.
Zayn: Thank you.
He puts the paper inside his pocket and gives me a paper with numbers. I gave him a confused look.
Zayn: My number. Call atau text me if anda need me atau if anda want a tour around London.
Deniesse: Thanks, Zayn.
I look at my mom. She's watching me all the time. It seems like she doesn't want me to talk to Zayn.
Lillian's P.O.V
I was on the ground being trampled, my head was hurting so much when I banged it on the metal bar. I couldn't really hear anything only bits of the song 'I want'. Lots of girls were jumping on me, all ready I had tonnes of bruise all on me. I tried saying help but nobody could hear because the girls screaming and the musik was so loud.
Harry's P.O.V
" I want, I want, I want"
" but that's crazy!"
"I want, I want, I want!"
"and that's not me!"
"I want, I want to be loved oleh you!!!!"
I was about to walk over to the other boys when I noticed a girl on the ground, I could see she was trying to get back up but she couldn't. I looked at Louis and he saw her too, so I rushed off stage (because I was closest) to try and help the girl who was being trampled.
Lots of girls thought I was coming to them, so it was kinda awkward for me. I helped her of the ground and took her outside without any of the girls following me.
I was on the ground being trampled, my head was hurting so much when I banged it on the metal bar. I couldn't really hear anything only bits of the song 'I want'. Lots of girls were jumping on me, all ready I had tonnes of bruise all on me. I tried saying help but nobody could hear because the girls screaming and the musik was so loud.
Harry's P.O.V
" I want, I want, I want"
" but that's crazy!"
"I want, I want, I want!"
"and that's not me!"
"I want, I want to be loved oleh you!!!!"
I was about to walk over to the other boys when I noticed a girl on the ground, I could see she was trying to get back up but she couldn't. I looked at Louis and he saw her too, so I rushed off stage (because I was closest) to try and help the girl who was being trampled.
Lots of girls thought I was coming to them, so it was kinda awkward for me. I helped her of the ground and took her outside without any of the girls following me.
I was invited to my teacher's daughter's graduation party. It was one of the hottest days of the summer so I had on my denim cutoffs, floral semi-frilly tank top, and my adidas sandals. The drive to the party was about 10 menit on winding dirt roads. We parked our car and walked to the tent in which the party was held. There was a DJ and about 100 guests. I knew everyone except for a couple of people from my teacher's family. There was a buffet set up, a pool, and a dance floor. No one was dancing though and the party was extremely boring. I sat down at a table, put my headphones in and began to text, tuning out the rest of the world.
Note: None of the boys have girl friends this is all made up.
"Come on Shae we have to go up and sing now".
"I now Shannon but i am so scared"
"Who cares we are going to sing a song from our favourite boy band and we have all our tahun 6/7 friends come out with us".
"Yeah but what if we stuff up?"
"If we stuff up then we just keep going then have a laugh after we have finished".
"NEXT UP IS SHANNON AND SHAE SING ING STAND UP oleh ONE DIRECTION AND SOME OF THE 6/7 BOYS DANCING WITH THEM".
"Hey Shae wouldn't it be funny if One Direction showed up and sang with us?"
'Yeah that would be so funny but cool at the same time".
Thank anda for membaca please leave a komentar i would like your opinion.
I will post part 2 later.
"Come on Shae we have to go up and sing now".
"I now Shannon but i am so scared"
"Who cares we are going to sing a song from our favourite boy band and we have all our tahun 6/7 friends come out with us".
"Yeah but what if we stuff up?"
"If we stuff up then we just keep going then have a laugh after we have finished".
"NEXT UP IS SHANNON AND SHAE SING ING STAND UP oleh ONE DIRECTION AND SOME OF THE 6/7 BOYS DANCING WITH THEM".
"Hey Shae wouldn't it be funny if One Direction showed up and sang with us?"
'Yeah that would be so funny but cool at the same time".
Thank anda for membaca please leave a komentar i would like your opinion.
I will post part 2 later.
Skylar Rae Jones - 17 yrs old
