Hi. My name is Allyson, but you can call me Alli. I'm in 11th grade and I'm 18 years old. I'm not the type of girl who goes shopping, or goes to parties, or even talks about the cutest guy in school. I'm .... normal. But its not that bad being "normal, or the "shy" or even "nerd" type, because I'll rather have the world and my life to myself instead of sharing it. But hey, its not so bad. Anyways, let me tell you the story of what made my life bad.
"Allyson, your father and I want to speak with you!" I was in the attic and heard my mom yell out to me to come downstairs. We live in a rich town, and house. Your probably thinking, she's RICH?! Trust me, its not fun being a lonely child and your parents working 24/7 that they cant even talk with you.
"Coming!" I go down the stairs from my attic, and go to the living room, where I find my mom and dad sitting on the leather seats and drinking tea. I sat down in front of them on my favorite brown love-seat and put my feet on the coffee table. Classy, I know right?
"Yes....what is it?" I opened my BOP magazine and started o look threw it.
"Your mother and I made a dicision..."
"Yeah what is it" , I said with no eye contact.
"Because I got a promotion at the car company-"
I dropped my magazine, I knew whats going to happen, I knew it.
"We are moving aren't we?!"
"Honey, sit down, let me continue." My mother ordered me.
"No mother; I have friends, school, and what about my attic?! All those memories are going to be gone? No, I don't want to move."
I started to panic.
"Honey, Allyson, please, we are very sorry, we cant control this." I sat back in my seat and cooled down a little.
"Ok.......where are we moving?.."
They both said together, "Ireland.."
So yeah, that's my story. It's not so bad here actually. I still didn't go to school cause we came here during the Spring break, so we got off of school for a week. And boy, is it hot in here!
I have a nice room, but we have no attic or basement. Both of our neighbor's are rich here too. We have a nice big brown house, the house to the right of us has a red house, and the one to the left is a white house. I started to unpack and look at the window at the same time. I see the big white house, which is my "new" neighbor's house, but I only see the back yard of it.
I see, well oh my gosh. I see a shirt-less guy walking around there pool, which is kinda bothering me. He has blond highlights/brown hair. But that's all I can see from here. I sit on my bed and started to read my favorite book called, Rules of Three. I glanced outside again, and saw him put on a neon blue polo shirt. Finally, lets keep it PG here. His mom gives him pie. Pie? Pie....wait. Then she points at our house and he nods his head.
*Ding Dong*
Please mom open the door, please!!!!
"Alli, go answer the door for me!"
"Do I have to."
"Yes!......thank you honey!"
"Yeah, what ever."
Oh dear.
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FanfictionA New York girl moves to Ireland because her dad gets a promotion. They are a rich family, but Allyson doesn't like how she can't do what she wants. But what if her new neighbor Niall Horan shows the big city, and try's to get her dreams come true...