Dear Applicant,
This whole process has been extremely difficult. With this being an opportunity of a lifetime you can only imagine how many teenage girls around the world were interested. We received thousands of applications and it took months in order to narrow down who would/would not be accepted. However, we are excited to inform you that you are one of the 40 girls selected in your fan base to attend our school. Congratulations, and we can't wait to see you this fall.
160 girls receiving this letter were now screaming, rolling around on the floor, saying: omg constantly not remembering any other word in the human language, crying, calling friends and family, or twerking to their favorite song. This was the thing that would change their lives, the miracle they had been looking for. About 2% of them would actually notice the little note written in the bottom left corner of the letter: Only the strongest will survive.
"MOM!!! HAVE YOU SEEN MY PENCIL SKIRT!!" Kya yelled, and there was no response. She huffed and ruffled through her drawers, throwing clothes everywhere, her room looking like a tornado by the time she was finished. Once she found the skirt she stuffed it into the already-filled suitcase and struggled to zip it up. "Honey!!! Your flight leaves in an hour and a half LETS GO!!!" Her mom yelled back at her an Kya dragged her suitcase down the stairs, breathing extra hard by the time she got to the bottom. Her dad pulled her suitcases into the car and kissed her goodbye, before she hugged her little sister. "I'm off to LA!! I love you guys," she said as her mom drove off, waving at her family. She checked her braids in the mirror and smoothed out the wrinkles in her All Around the World shirt.
"There's nothing like us, There's nothing like you and me, Together through the storm. There's nothing like us, There's nothing like you and me, Together, ohhh." Geena sang her heart out as she bobbed her head to her favorite JB song of the moment. Her mom rolled her eyes as she kept her head forward, eyes on the road. Geena un-braided her wavy brown hair and shook it and brushed it out. She had thick hair that went all the way down to her naval. The car stopped at her bestfriend Tamera's house and Tamera stood in the driveway dressed in high-waisted shorts and a floral top. She waved and Geena stuck her tongue out. Tamera gave her mom a hug goodbye and hopped in the backseat. "Hey Raj!" Tamera said giddily to Geen's mom and she replied back with a smile. She sped off and according to the GPS they were about 20 mins away from the school. Geena pulled out her phone and texted Tamera.
Geena: You know we're gonna take over this school right?
Tams: Yeah these bitches are going down.
"HAHAHAHAHA" Bianca died laughing as she watched old Run's House episodes on her iPad. "Shhhh!!!" A woman sitting in front of her on the plane said. She covered her mouth and giggledsome more. Ever since the show first came out she had obsessed over that adorable little boy named Diggy. While her friends talked shit calling him 'chubby' and making fun of his braces she thought he was the cutest thing on Earth. Now he had grown up to be this GORGEOUS boy, with an eight-pack and a smile that could kill. She texted her bestfriend Milan back in Chicago. Bianca had only left the hospital a couple hours ago and she was already missing her like crazy. All she had was the Jetsetters now...
Splish Splash Splish Splash. The water below the car made this noise, as Hannah counted the number of raindrops that hit the window. What the hell?! Technically it was still summer and it was raining!!! The car approached the airport and she but her lip, having second thoughts. Her mom had tears in her eyes, "Ho-honey you don't have to do this if ya-you don't want to," she sniffled. Hannah took a deep breath and looked at her mom. She definitely wanted to do this, she just didn't know if she was ready. She had lived in Ohio all her life, just her and her mom. She had been homeschooled up until now, and overall she had been sheltered... Until now. She played "Little Things" in her earbuds as she stared at her screensaver. One Direction was the only thing that would pull her through this.
Hey soo this is sort of like an experiment. I got the idea from someone and I didn't really know if I should do it or not. This would be my first time writing a story like this so if you're reading this it would be really good if you like the concept just comment and let me know! Or if you don't like it just tell me no hard feelings. I won't make another chapter until I get at least a couple people commenting and telling me if they like it or even giving me some ideas. Kk thanks! :)
