End Up Here

Chapter 1

"Get up! Get up! Get up! Get up!" my friend Brittany shouted

"uuughh" I moaned this the sixth time she was trying to wake me up, Why dosent she understand I'm not a morning person. It's only 9! Not that I could tell the time here with not electronics or watches. That's just what it feels like.

We have been in Ghana for three days now and the only reason I came was because of my friend Brittany's missionary trip. It is amazing how excited she is about this stuff.

"C'mon!" she yelled as she ran out of the shack.

I rolled out of the cot and brush my hair and walked out.

Brushing my hair was about the only thing I did here. No showers, no makeup, no nice clothes, they did none of that here. Just my white t-shirt and tan shorts but of course I brought spare outfits.

I shuffled out of the shack to see what was going on. A bunch of people were gathered around the shack and trying to see in the doorway. I saw Brittany hopping up and down in the back of the crowd try to see what was happening.

I walked over and gazed over the people on my tippy toes with ease.

Oh.... Now I understand why Brittany was going pshyco.

If there was something Brittany liked more than being here it is One Direction.

I laughed at Brittany "Would you like to get on my back?"

"Um! Yes please!" she said like she was waiting for me to ask

Brittany hopped on my back and I once again stood on my tippy toes.

We stayed there watching them do nothing but talk to them and sing with the kids in the school for like an hour, or at least that's what it felt like to me. When I Brittany got of my back I looked at her, and I saw tears forming in her eyes.

"Seriously?" I asked confused

"Its just so beautiful" She said looking up. I rolled my eyes and walked away.

I really wanted my phone back. When I get home I don't know if I'm traveling anymore but I am definitely getting to world wide plan.

We walked over to a table outside Where they where serving breakfast. And by breakfast I mean bread and water. I guess its good in one way. I've been meaning to go on a diet so I guess this will settle for it.

Brittany ate her breakfast slow, as usual. I was done in like a minute and she's was done in like 10 mintutes.

She also liked to talk and talk and talk and talk. Which made her eat even slower.

"Done?" I asked her when she shoved the last bit of bread in her mouth.

She gave me a death glare, took another sip of her drink, then stood up and waved to the people we were sitting by.

I seemed like she was friends with everyone here. The only person I was friends with was this little 8 year old boy called Mannuel, but I call him Manu.

Just as we got up some guy I recognize from One Direction came over. What's his name? Neil Orang? Nail Oran? I dont know and I don't care. I hurried and grabbed Brittany by the arm but she slipped from my grip.

"Niall!" Brittany shouted

"Brittany!" I shouted as she speed walked towards Niall.

I ran after her and then not looking where I was going I tripped and tumbled into him.