The Switch

Chapter 3 | Delusional

c h a p t e r 3

DELUSIONAL

LIV.

"Are you sure you want to confirm your purchase of two tickets to London?"  the screen asked. I clicked yes and closed my laptop.

Both of our parents, after talking over it, finally confirmed that Piper and I could go to London together. They told us to consider it a graduation present. We would graduate in less than a week now. I was counting down the days until Piper and I left for London. Our flight left the day after graduation.

I brushed my hair out of my eyes as I searched around my room for my phone. "Skyler! Did you take my phone again?"

Skyler was my younger sister. She was a sophomore in high school and always managed to get on my nerves.

Her head popped out of her bedroom door. "Sorry Liv! I just needed to call Dad, and I couldn't find my phone."

"Yeah, well at least ask next time, okay?" I scolded. "I was looking for it!"

"Okay, I said sorry! Sheesh. Chill out," she rolled her eyes.

"Can I have it back now?" I asked, holding out my hand. "Catch," she said as she tossed my phone at me and shut her bedroom door.

I typed in my password and pulled up Siri. "Siri, call Piper."

"Looking on Internet for images of pipes," Siri replied.

"No!" I groaned. Siri could be so stupid sometimes. I sighed and selected Piper's number on my phone.

"Hello?" she answered.

"I just booked our tickets! We leave right after graduation."

She screamed into the phone. "I can't believe it! We're going to London!"

"I know, right? I'm so excited!"

"Olivia. I realized something. And it is possibly the most greatest thing ever."

"What ... ?" I said hesitantly.

"ONE DIRECTION LIVES IN LONDON! WE COULD MEET THEM!"

I winced at the deafening volume of her voice. "Uh, there's no way that would happen, Piper. Your One Direction infection has taken over your brain. Besides, didn't you say they were on tour in the U.S.?"

"Well yeah, but their tour ends in the time that we'll be in London! So we could see them!"

"No. We won't," I laughed. "You're so delusional."

"We'll just have to wait and see, won't we?" she replied.

There was a holler from downstairs. "Olivia Thomas! Dishes— now! Just because you're going to London in a few days doesn't mean you get to do whatever you want!"

I sighed. "Gotta go. I'll talk to you later."

"Bye!"

My dad came inside as I walked into the kitchen. "Hi Dad!" I chirped.

"Hi, Liv. Someone's sure in a good mood." he said as he hung up his coat.

"Hello, I'm going to London! Why wouldn't I be in a good mood?"

"Ewwww!" One of my baby sisters, Mia, walked into the kitchen and cringed at the sight of our parents showing affection.

I have two twin sisters, who are each nine years old. Their names are Reagan and Mia.
Reagan is older by 5 minutes, and she loves to remind Mia of that every second she gets.

I pitied my dad, he was totally outnumbered in our household. Sometimes I thought he secretly wished for a son. But he got stuck with four daughters, the sucker.

Mia turned to face me. "Olivia, when you go to London, can you take a picture of the Eiffel Tower for me?"

I giggled. "Mia, the Eiffel Tower is in Paris. Not London."

"Oh." she said with a small frown. "Well, just get something for me!"

"Olivia! Get One Direction's autograph for me!" Reagan said, bouncing on her toes as she walked in.

"I'm not going to meet them, Reagan," I told her for the millionth time. "I'm not even leaving yet."

"I know, I just want to make sure you won't forget," she smiled, trying - and failing - to appear angelic.

Reagan was the one person in our family who loved One Direction— I blamed Piper for brainwashing her.

"You'll meet them. I just know it. And then you'll fall in love with one of them, and get married, and then I'll be related to One Direction!" she finished, sighing happily.

"That'll happen when pigs fly," I scoffed. "I hate One Direction, you know that. I still don't understand why you like them."

She looked at me in horror. "I don't like them, I love them! You're crazy for not loving them too."

"It's okay Olivia, I don't love them either," Mia informed me matter-of-factly.

I laughed. "That's good to hear."