Cool Kids

Four:

"Are you guys ready?" I look back at everyone. They all nod. I let out a big breath and start the engine to the big black van.

"Wait, Kizza!" I turn to look at Louis- I mean Celeste.

"What's wrong?" I ask.

"What are we going to do when we get there?" She frowns.

"We . . . Um . . . We will figure that out on the way. I haven't gotten that far, yet." I mumble the last part.

"So what, we just waltz into my mom's house? Hi, we're One Direction. But not really. We're actually your daughters and you woke up with One Direction this morning." Destiny rambles. "Oh and now your daughter has met Liam Payne! All of him! Won't that sound wonderful?!"

"Destiny! Breathe! Everything is going to be fine." Leigh chuckles, patting the back of Destiny's head while I just roll my eyes and start driving.

About fifty minutes into the drive, my- Harry's phone rings. I pull it out of my pocket and see who it is. Crap. "Guys . . . Guys, it's Paul!" I begin freaking out.

"Answer it!" Destiny screams with Liam's voice. Liam's voice is so hot- wait! Paul!

"You answer it!"

"No, you! It's Harry's phone!" Destiny continues arguing.

"Oh, for Pete's sake!" Celeste takes the phone from my hand and slides her finger across the screen. We're all silent. "Hello?"

"Louis? Why did you answer Harry's phone?"

"Uh . . . I was playing Candy Crush. My phone died." She lies.

"Okay, well can you give the phone to Harry?" Paul talks slowly as if Louis would be stupid and not understand.

"Aw . . . Paul, you don't want to talk to me?" Celeste whines just like Louis would.

"Louis, I would have called your phone if I wanted to talk to you. Now give Harry his phone."

"Fine. I didn't wanna talk to you any way." She grumbles. I laugh as I take the phone.

"Hi, Paul!" I hold in my fangirliness.

"Hello, Harry. I was wondering . . . Why on earth did you call in an emergency flight this morning? You boys have an interview tonight in London and I can't reschedule this one!"

"Paul, I can't explain any of this right now. I don't know what's going on either-"

"You called in an emergency flight because you don't know what's going on? You better start learning to explain!" I groan and stop at a stop sign, slamming my face onto the steering wheel. My phone beeps twice and I quickly look at it. Harry. Crap!

"Guys, Harry's calling!" I whisper, freaking out.

"What do you mean, Harry's calling?! You're Harry!"

"Like I said, I can't explain any of this right now!" I answer Harry and put Paul on hold. "Hello?"

"Hey. How close are you guys?"

"Pretty close. Probably five minutes away."

"Harry is that a girl?!" Paul nearly explodes. Dang it! I merged the calls!

"Maybe." We answer at the same time, but instead of Harry saying maybe, he groans. "You called Paul?!"

"It's not my fault! Paul called me!" I cry.

"You don't answer Paul in an emergency like this!"

"But he's your manager- I mean, my manager!"

"Only on tour!"

"Someone needs to tell me what the heck is going on! Right now!"

"Harry can't talk right now!" Harry screams and hangs up, so I do the same.

"That went well!" Destiny throws her hands in the air.

"You think?" I sigh and throw the phone into my lap, concentrating on the road. This couldn't get more confusing. And . . . there's the house.

"Guys. Do not just jump out of the car. Let me think." I put the car in park in the driveway. "Okay, so Destiny, your is probably mom is probably going to freak. Leigh, your mom is going to want you home. Celeste . . . You're good. You do what you want anyway . . . Oh, Lord!" I slam my head on the steering wheel.

"Hey. That's my head you're damaging, there." I hear my own voice chuckle. I gasp and sit up. I'm- well my body- is standing right outside the driver's door.

"My body!" I get out of the car and hug myself. It's the most awkward thing ever, but I missed my body. Harry does the same.

"You didn't damage anything, did you?" He pulls back, examining me, patting me down, turning me around and doing it again.

"Harry! I'm good!" I laugh. He also laughs and backs up.

"Okay. Good. You didn't trip? You haven't hit your head on anything? No one hit you in t-"

"Harry!" I widen my eyes and cover his mouth.

"Sorry." He mumbles. I pull my hand away.

"Where is everyone?" I ask.

"Inside." He shrugs. As soon as he says it, the girls- in the boys' bodies- run into Destiny's house. "They seem excited." Harry laughs.

I nod. "Ecstatic."

***

"So . . . How are we going to switch back?" Niall asks.

"Good question." Louis snorts. "Never would have thought to ask that one."

"Shut up, Louis." Liam playfully shoves his shoulder. All four of us girls look at each other and hold in our squeals the best we can. "What did I say?" Liam asks, his eyes wide.

"Liam, give me my phone!" Destiny grins. She opens up YouTube and pulls up one of the old video diaries. A compilation of Liam saying, "Shut up, Louis." While Louis tries to speak with duct tape wrapped around his head.

The lads laugh at the compilation. "Wait . . . How long is this?" Liam says in between laughter.

"Um . . . An hour and three minutes." Destiny blushes. Holy cow! Liam James Payne is so cute when he blushes.

"Whoah . . ." I widen my eyes. I take a photo of Liam- Destiny with my phone and show it to her. She covers her face with her hands and gasps.

"Oh my Lord! I just made history!" She screams. I'm pretty sure the guys are creeped out by now.

"Okay, I'm . . . Gonna go, um . . . Get some lunch. "Harry?" I raise my eyebrows as if asking him to come. He nods and we walk out to the van.

This should be fun . . .