"So how's this gonna a work?" I ask,
"I got tickets for backstage in the one direction concert coming this Friday at the ball center!" She said squealing, unlike me she's a fan, I don't really see anything interesting about them, there just ordinary everyday guys, I jinx that thee voices Are auto tuned.
"Great!" I said grinning, this is going to be perfect not only am I gonna be rich, but also famous.
"Kate,come downstairs dinner is served!" my mom shrieked at the bottom of them stacks of stairs,
'Ugh I'm busy!" I groan, and sat Indian style,
"It's pasta!!" My mom adds slowly,
Pasta! Jaime pasta!
"Score!" I shout racing down the stairs, Georgi was used to this and just laughed,
I was just at the last step, my I tripped, on air, I'm clumsy and I like blaming it on things, like air, it's not like it'll talk me off, gosh I'm so smart.
My fragile body was sent thrashing too the ground, and instead of Georgi helping my up she just laughed and swiped out her phone,
"You wouldn't" I theareten
"Watch me" she challanged smirking,
I heard a familiar snap noise
"You did not just take a pic of me!" I shrieked girlily,
"You still want the pasta?" My mom asked laughing and holding onto my plate of pasta.
No.shit
YOU ARE READING
Niall Horans my mate
WerewolfI'm a human, unlike one direction, who are secretly werewolves. Hello I'm Kate, an 18yr old who still lives with her parents, she's a betmaker and shit, just read the Fucking book I don't summarize, I write books.
