I Saved Blondie's Life, And I'm Trying Not to Take It

I saved blondie's life and I'm trying not to take his friend's

I was in a huge room filled with girls pushing and shoving me; yelling into ears. It was very hard for me not to go all ninja on them. I didn't want to be there. I would've rather been in my room practicing my cheer and karate. "Dude shut up! It's not that serious," I shouted but It was too loud so they didn't hear me. The screams get louder and I swear if somebody had pushed me again I would've gone to jail that night.

"Hi our names are Louis, Harry, Zayn, Niall, and Liam, and WE'RE ONE DIRECTION!" Really? All these girls came here because they thought you were the cooking teachers.

The only reason I was there was because my parents got my sister tickets for her birthday, and they were out of town the night of the concert, so they forced me to take her. KILL ME NOW! They start singing and I tried to tune them out. I don't know why I hate them, I just do. I mean I'm not a regular cheerleader. I love karate and to fight. I don't like makeup, but I do put on mascara and lip gloss. I guess you can say I have a style, but I deny it. I just throw on whatever is in my closet. Everyday people come up to me and say that if I dressed better, and carried myself like a girl that I would be hot. Nice, they just said that I'm ugly, but have potential. Whatever. I can't care any less.

I looked up and I saw the one with curly brown hair and the skinny one that needs to eat playing around. Seriously you're doing a concert with millions of girls I don't know screaming in my ears and you decide to play around? The skinny one gave curly a shove, he bumped into Blondie, and Blondie fell off stage.

All the girls started to swarm around him. Great this concert is finally started to get interesting. My sister tugged my sleeve saying "go all ninja and save his life."

"Ugh fine!" I started to do a whole bunch of flips and shoves so that the girls would back off. I threw him over my shoulder making everyone get out of my way, and took him out of the doors dragging my sister along with me.

"If you start fangirling I will put him back in there with all of those girls."

"Please don't fangirl!" Blondie shouted scared for his life. I couldn't help but laugh.

"Can somebody please take Blondie away from me?"

"Niall!" my sister told me.

"I can't care less. I don't want to be here anyways." I said to her.

"I'm telling mom!"

"I don't care."

"Um, can I get down now?" Blondie asked.

"Oh yeah sure Blondie."

"Niall!" my sister yelled.

"Come with me, I'm sure the boys are in the back I'll take you to meet them."

My sister started to squeal. I just took a deep breath and followed the poop star. I mean pop star. Blondie gave me a look up and down and it took all of me not to kill him right then and there. My sister saw, grabbed my arm, and said, "you better not."

"I wasn't planning on it."

"Mm hmm"

We walked through the door and a whole bunch of adolescent men started hugging me and thanking me. My sister had a look that said oh no. Instincts came in and I flipped them off of me two at a time. All of them landed on their backs. My sister had to hold me back before I did anything else. I could have broke free but I'm supposedly too young to go to jail. Blondie had a surprised look on his face.

"Not the usual reaction we get from a fan" the one with the nice hair said.

"Well that explains it. I'm not a fan." The boys gasped.

"Skinny what was the point of shoving curly here on stage?" The boys all looked at skinny. Skinny looked around trying to figure who I was talking to.

"She's talking to you," the boys said in unison.

"My name is Louis, and he called me ugly."

"Anyways." I looked at Blondie and see he's bleeding

"Omg Blondie you're bleeding! The Hair go get Blondie some wash cloths and some bandages." I ordered.

He followed directions and ran to the bathroom. I turn and see the guy with most of the solos turn green.

"Hey Leader are you okay?" I ask. He looks at me and says "Huh? Oh yeah I just don't get along with blood."

"Oh you're one of those people. Go to bathroom and put a wet cloth to your head." He left when The Hair came back

"By the way my name is Zayn, and since we're coming up with nick names can we call you Sexy?"

I went into attack mode. My sister saw and tried to hold me back. She yelled, "help," and all the boys grabbed hold of me. The Hair did a girlish squeal and ran to the wall.

"Does that answer your question?" My sister asked. He nodded his head too scared to talk.

"My name is Jocelyn by the way." I stopped squirming so they let go.

"And I'm can kick your butt if you don't play your cards right" The boys gulped in fear.

"Her name is really Jillian" Jocelyn said.