Lyra's pov
"Hey, Lyra right?" A blonde boy asked. "Yea what's it matter to you? If I may ask." I said rather rudely. "Ok sorry... I'm Niall! What's your name?" He asked.
"I'm Lyra... Nice to meet you Niall. You sound like you have a accent, what are you doing in the states?" I asked rather curious about this former newcomer. He sounded like one of those people on the movies.
"I'm touring the U.S with me band. We are here for a interview." He said happily. "Do you know who we are? We are very famous ya know." He said while walking back over to his "band mates" and a curly one whispered "boys lets tell her who we are shall we?" And a boy with a black quiff nodded counting to three with his fingers.
"We are One Direction!!!!!" They yelled. I nodded my head and said cool. I started to walk off when someone turned me around. "You don't know who we are?" A buzz cut boy asked with a raised eyebrow. "Ummm nope sorry. Never heard of ya." I said.
They all looked shocked. Like "oh my gawd she did not just say that" look. I smirked, "ok boys I ha-" I was so interrupted by Mike. "Lyra! We have to go! Practice starts the moment we get home! Lets go!"
"Ok sheesh. See ya "One Direction" talk later right?" I asked. "Oh Lyra they are coming to watch you. To see American traditions." Sam said. My mouth formed a 'o' shape and walked towards my baby. "I am driving my baby! No if ands or buts!" I said hopping into the drivers seat.
The five idiots stood there looking at me like I was crazy and the blonde smiled and walked over to me. "Nice choice in cars. You pay for it?" He asked. I nodded my head, pointing towards the route to the house.
"Yea, with all the money I won racing motor cross. I only owe 2,000 left on it. Waiting for them to send the bill so I can send the rest in. It's my baby." I said petting the hood. "It's pretty big but can only hold five people. We need to drive separate cars. Who is riding with who?" Looking around.
"I guess I ,Sam, Zayn, and Niall can ride with you Lyra. While Liam, Harry, and Louis can ride with Mike and Nathan." Adam said. I nodded in approval and screamed "First one there gets the first lap on the track!" And I jumped into the jeep waving them into the back.
While I was starting up the jeep Liam, Harry and Louis were phased before they were dragged into Mike's truck. Ford 250 by the way. Pretty good truck if ya ask me, good looks and stuff.
****
"Beat y'all's asses again!" I said in Mike's and his crews faces. We had beat them by a good 3 minutes, reason why Louis had to stop on the way here to catch a pigeon named Kevin? "It's not my fault! Kevin needed me!!!!" Louis complained.
"Then why did Kevin fly away from you Louis?" Harry replied sarcastically. Louis crossed his arms and decided to sit on the hot gravel. Dumbass.
"Holy shit!!!! My bum!!!" He screamed. "Wait... What? Bum?" I laughed. They looked at me and Liam spoke up. "Well it's really a term for butt in our way of speaking I guess. When you say butt we say bum, when you say house we say flat." He explained.
"Okay so tomato tamato." I said, they looked at me and I said "American stuff." And they nodded their heads. "Well since I won. I get first start!'' I bragged. "But you always make us choke on the dirt Ray!!! It's not fair!" Nathan complained.
"I won fair and square. Now if you excuse me I will remove this" I said pointing to the dressy outfit."and will come back in a more comfortable.... Yea you get it." I waved bye and walked into my room.
Ahhh! There it is! I grabbed my gear bag, helmet, jersey, pants, boots, all that good stuff. Jogging down stairs. "She is a girl. She can't possibly be good at this dirt bike stuff. Can she?" I heard Harry say.
YOU ARE READING
You met your match Horan
FanfictionHi I'm Lyra, 18, blonde hair, blue eyes. All that stuff. I don't believe in love for myself. I have all guy friends, no girls to much drama. My hobbies are singing, racing dirt bikes, and yea.... Just those two. My friends are Mike aka my manager (d...