A winning SUMMER HOLIDAY. (One D FanFic)

Chapter six.... Christmas

The day had finally come that our money had been transferred into our bank accounts. I was sitting in my room with my laptop at the ready checking every 5 minutes. I was checking my statement, to see if it had gone through yet. It was like watching paint dry.

I was eating a full English breakfast with a lovely cup of tea and one pancake, when Frankie burst into my room. She had a huge smile on her face and was in her black robe and red pyjama trousers. She ran up to me a looked at my screen.

“I only just woke up. Has it come through yet?” she asked still smiling.

“No not yet. Go make some breakfast.” The smile vanished from her face and then came back again.

“Oh well a little more waiting and alright, is there any more food left or have you eaten it all.” She smiled at me and then started to walk out of the door.

“Oh Hahah you’re so funny.” I turned my attention back to my breakfast and the screen.

After I had devoured my very delicious English breakfast and added pancake and taken the plates and cup down stairs and washed them I ran back up to my room and waited some more.

“Come onnnn” I whined. I tapped the screen with my finger, still nothing happened. I grabbed my sketch book and did a few quick sketches, the first one I did was a wolf with charcoal, the second one was of my brother little bed time toy. After I had finished my sketches I looked at the screen. It had been 20 minutes since I last checked and still NOTHING.

“Oh for heaven’s sake will you-” I was cut off by the screen changing… it finally happened.

My bank statement was now, 4333875-With my added £542 from my job-  I jumped out of my swivel chair and screamed like a fan girl seeing the favourite celebrity. I jumped up and down on the spot and then bolted for Frankie’s room.

“What?!?” Frankie ran out of her room wide eyed.

“It in our banks…. WE ARE FLIPING RICH BITCH.” I shouted as we both bear hugged each other and jumped up and down. Charlotte was with James today so we decided to call her. Of course they had down the same thing as us and they already knew, so it was a lot of screaming down the phone.

We had already given 2 million to charity and we had given the rest to our family’s, so we had to call then later on to see it they had got the money but for now we were all sitting at James, Georges, Robins and Isaacs house drinking and blaring music full volume. YES we were drunk.

We were dancing to Beyoncé Countdown, and when I say dancing I mean like drunken idiot dancing… we must have looked like mental chickens. Of course George and Michael were twerking… so we looked even more like drunken idiots.

I was laughing my head off watching George and Michael drunk dancing and twerking. The looked like such idiots. The song finished and another Beyoncé song came one, “Move let’s move” came on.

We started to dance all of the moves as the song went on, George and James got to into it and fell over loads of times, Robin couldn’t do any of the moves- she’s not the dancing type- and Ruby and Frankie were defiantly the best girl dancers, I was just average. Michael was the best boy dancer and Isaac was completely terrible just like his girlfriend. Perfect match.

We all started to dance around till the next dance move came up, we were all out of breath and very drunk yet we still had more to go.

We started dancing like Beyoncé left and right and laughing. We kept on dancing like Beyoncé laughing. We now had to run to left and right… and of course I ran the wrong way. Fortunately for me so did Beyoncé on her music video.