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Double Direction

Hey you smexi jolly ranchers,

This is actually a pretty old fanfic idea of mine and I just remembered I had this. (I actualy created this at the same time I created "Running in ONE DIRECTION...From Zombies?!")  Since this is just an idea Journal my grammar won't be perfect.. srry grammar nazis :/

As you can see from the entry title this book is called "Double Direction" and here is a little intro so read and tell me what you think in the comments.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Double Direction~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I was never considered popular. In fact, I wasn’t considered anything at all-- well besides a verbally- abused punching bag. High school life was ironically stereotypical; the mean-popular girl hated my guts for no apparent reason, hottest guy at school didn’t know I existed unless he needed math homework done, and despite all the karate lessons I took as a kid, I still got shoved into lockers and tripped in the halls.

Ignoring all of the flaws in my social life, I did have one thing that made my life bearable:

Music.

Music was my escape. It was my best friend. And I’m pretty sure if music was a guy- I would be climbing him like a tree. And well books, if books were men I would be all over them too. But unfortunately  neither of the two are and I still get signs that say ‘KICK ME’ tapped on my back.

If only my iPod could pull a boomerang move and hit people in the face.

I probably would have changed my name and moved to Mexico by now if it wasn’t my senior year of high school; I have been sucking it up for this long, what is one more year going to do?

Well it is obviously gonna do a crap load.

A trip to an antique shop and a small purchase of a weird voodoo hoodoo book for only five bucks changed the alignment of the stars and my fate as an invisible loser.

I was never one to believe in magic, hell, if magic actually existed I would have not been in that hell hole called West Tree Field High.

But after a curious attempt to cast a wishing spell only to prove a point, I was suddenly faced with a problem.

Five problems.

Wishing for my music to save me, to make me someone worth remembering- I instead got the boys of One Direction hiding in my closet. Naked.

That’s not the weirdest thing wait till you hear this- when I found them in my closet I was watching them live on a talk show.

Wut.

Not only do I, Jennet Curry, loser of apparently all losers have to worry about surviving my last year of High School without making a fool out of myself- but I have to worry about these doppelgangers of the world’s most famous boybad who are oh so conveniently bound to stay by my side by some creepy voodoo magic.

I don’t know if I should be fangirling or freaking out.

Eh, I guess it is all the same...so I'll do both.

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So that was a litle snippet of  my 1D fanfiction "Double Direction" Did you guys like it? Should I continue?

Give it a "Yay" or a "Nay" in the comments and vote to make me write faster.