Before breakfast, I was handed a white flip camera covered in tiny, multi-colored hearts.
"What's this?" I yawned into the crook of my arm and stared at Louis.
"That's a camera." he stated and walked away.
I sighed, "No, really?" I asked sarcastically.
Then Harry handed me my phone, then told me to listen to my voice mail. I went through things like dance class a few weeks ago, meeting for body guards in a few days, then stopped at one from Simon that I hadn't heard.
"Hello, Lillian. I just wanted to inform you of the camera sent to your house this morning. I want you to participate in "A day in the life", which is a video made by celebrites your age. Just film the basics of your day and send the camera back to my office. Have fun in America!"
Then it went dead. I sighed and set my phone on the table. With the camera on, I filmed the boys as they ate, even though they didn't know.
"Say hi, boys!" I smiled.
"Hi, boys!" they chorused.
I scoffed and turned the camera back to me, "Weird, right? Well, anywho, you know me as L. J. Stomp, but my real name is Lillian, and this is a day in my life!" I set it down and yawned, "I'll finish the rest when I'm not half-awake."
Liam grabbed the camera, "We never got to do this!"
"That's because you're not awesome." I stuck my tongue out and he copied.
"Awesome has nothing to do with it." Zayn stated, "They're trying it out with less popular celebrities before bringing it to everyone else."
I mocked him and he laughed.
"You gonna eat?" Niall asked.
"Nah, I don't eat before plane rides, you knew that." I shrugged. We had been withing the continent, but never to America - my home turf.
"Then why don't you go pack?" he asked.
"Good idea." I replied.
Then Harry had to remind me to remember the camera, which I had forgotten within sixty seconds. In my room, I put the camera on the stand and grabbed my bags.
"So," I sat down, "I must pack now. We're headed to America since y'all want me to sing for you. Now," I held a finger up, "Foreword ho!"
I proceeded to pack everything I needed for a few days in America. Where? I'm not sure. I wasn't sure how watching someones dull day was fun - but I was being paid, so I didn't care. When I finished, I slipped my iPad in between a pile of clothes and sat on my bed again, "Now I need to change. Which you can't watch. Bye!"
I turned the camera off and went through my closet for clothes. My pile consisted of a blue tank top, black one-shoulder and denim jeans. I flat-ironed my hair and slid my glasses on, then covered my wrist in a three-knot, lily of the valley charm bracelet. I slipped the camera into my back pocket and snatched a thermometer.
"James, you ready?" Zayn yelled up, his voice drowning in other voices.
"Yeah, almost!" I slipped a thermometer under my tongue and texted Jenna and Leo - The subject of their flights to America, whichever state.
Leo: Hey! Do you know which state we are going to be in?
Lily: I don't know yet!
Leo: K. Tell me when you do, Mom wants to know!
Lily: Got it!
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One In A Million
Fanfiction"Don't let anyone look down on you because you are young, but set an example in speech, in life, in love, in faith, and in purity . . . " My name is Lillian James Stomp. Simon Cowell signed me as his first - but one and only - American, twelve-year...