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Death To One Direction

           Hello, my minions,

                Thanks for all votes on my beautiful...and LONG chapter- I tried to get this out as fast as I could as a token of my gratitude ;) I truly love you guys! Party time! Anyone like my new pic and background? I think it has depth! Well- Some bad news- this is the end of BOOK 1 of my One Direction fanfic trilogy. AHHHHHH! I know right?! Sad thing is...BOOK 2 COMES OUT IN MID-MARCH -  MID APRIL.  STAY ON THE LOOKOUT FOR EXTRAS THAT MIGHT COME OUT IN THIS BOOK! I LOVE YOU GUYS! READ OTHER STORIES!!

                    Stay calm and love One Direction!            

                                   SoftballGurl

 Sierra's POV 

                 "When do you think she's going to get up?" Gavin's voice breaks through my oblivion.

                      "Maybe she's dead." Ryan's insolent tone breaks my calm mood. I hear the sound of Gavin slapping him.

                    "She's not dead, you idiot." Gavin mutters.

                     "Ugh." I prop myself up on my elbow, and rub my eyes.

                   "Sierra! Your'e alive!" Ryan hugs me, and I groan.

                     "Ryan. Lee. Touched. Me." I stuttered, and then screamed. I start to roll around on the floor. Gavin laughs.

                           "Great, Sierra. Have you thought anything out?" Gavin asks me. 

                        "Uh, not exactly..."I scratch the back of my head. Gavin hits himself on the forehead. 

                          "Of course. Where are they?" he asks me. Ryna rubs his imaginary beard and opens up the Local Newspaper.

                   "Four girls speeding on Local Road- People Beware!" Ryan reads the headline.

                  "Give me it!" I snatch the paper from him and scan the article. My eyes dart up. 

                            I know where they are.

                                                                   ~~~~~~~~~~~

                     Funny how overgrown this place is. I remember those memories like yesterday. I slide a leaf to the side. The entire place is a jungle. I look at the darknening sky. 

                       "Time to camp out." Gavin hits the floor with a thud, and Ryan starts snoring. I bring my knees up to my chest and slip into the land of Dreams.

                         In the Land Of Dreams

                               "Hey, Sierra, catch me if you can!" Rachel runs down the street, Rajee's lagging behind us, and Soumya is too far ahead to catch.

                              "I don't want to trip you!" I laugh, and dance across the road. We cut through a few houses, duck under trees, jump under bushes, and then we're there.

                              The high-tech Directioner Tree House. We decide to take the elevator. The machine scans our irises, and as soon as we type in the secret password (Carrots) the trunk opens up and we step into the elevator. The entire tree house has One Direction music playing non-stop. We stop at the top floor, and I dart into my paradise.

                            One Direction posters cover every single part of the wall-space that isn't taken up by our personal zones, the mini tv's, and the Huge projector screens. There are even pictures on the ceiling and the floor. I sometimes feel bad stepping on them- lol. My personal zone is covered with Harry- like Rachel's. Soumya has some astronomy and tennis things up, but the rest is Niall. Rajee has the same thing like Soumya, Softball and Zayn.

                    "So...whatcha wanna do?" I ask.

                        "What else to do?" Sierra kisses her pictues of Harry, and then scans her iris. Her private zone opens up. Soumya jabs in a passcode, and Rajee types something on a keyboard. Me? I kiss Harry, and the sensors realize it's me. I walk in, and immediatly start surfing the web. The entire zone is soundproof, so no one can hear or see what I do in here. One Direction songs are blaring, I'm dancing like crazy, well, until the music stops.

              "Ping from Rachel Labori. Accept?" My intercom says in a robotic voice.

            "Accept." I answer. Rachel's voice fills my zone. 

             "Sierra! Turn on CNN now! Yes!" Rachel shrieks. I whirl around in my chair and type as fast as I can. The headlines are screaming my name.

                    "HARRY STYLES BEREAK UP WITH TAYLER SWIFT! Article by: Soumya Kamath" It wasn't a surprise. Soumya writes all sorts of Fan Articles for CNN, and Rajee is always supposed to proofread, but I guess she wasn't available.

                 "Yes!" I jump up and dance with the cardboard cutout of Harry Styles. 

             "Group Chat Invite from Rajee, Rachel, and Soumya. Accept?" My intercom asks.

            "Accept!" I sing happily. Rachel's screaming erupts my eardrums.

          "Holy cow." Rajee says.

            "What cow is holy?" Soumya asks, laughing.

          "God help me.

               Woke up

                "Sierra!" 

                  "I'm dreaming!"Someone's sweet tone voice breaks through.

                I wake up to a pair of dreamy emerald eyes.

                      One Direction is back. For me.

                                END OF BOOK 1