One In A Million

Chapter One

I've never been one to "fan girl" over boybands, or celebrities in general for that matter. I could find them extremely attractive and talented, but I never really acted on it like most girls would. For example Justin Bieber, I find him both attractive and talented yet he isn't my "gravity". Other girls have him set as profile pictures, wallpapers all that good stuff sometimes including "Future Hubby" status in some cases. Does that make sense? My view on it I guess would be, just because you do that doesn't mean he or she will be any closer to liking you, or even knowing who you are. I guess I've been brought up that way, to always face the facts. When I was a little girl I dreamed of being a princess but that dream was easily cut short by reality.

My parents struggled making ends meet so I stepped in as one of the providers. I went to school, went straight home and helped my parents with whatever. It used to be chores like cleaning the house or running to get my dad some papers from his filing cabnits. Once I was old enough, that turned into getting a job, and babysitting while my parents were away or asleep because their jobs were so tiring. I honestly never had time for social life, at school I made a few friends here and there, but no one to really hang out with... to have fun with... to be a normal teenager with. Now that I'm eighteen, an adult in the eyes of the United States of America, I've taken on the most important role of my life. My brother and sister's temporary mother, bestfriend, and older sister they really look up to. 

My mom passed away just before my 17th birthday. That being said, my father needed a better job to support three children. He somehow got a job with a very important law firm, or maybe that's the cover up for selling drugs or something... While he was out making money, I was taking care of two kids and myself. We probably got around one visit a month, one filled with minimal "catching up". Basically, he'd visit us acted like he was going to stay, but in the morning we'd find a check with a big number on it and a note saying he had to go. Sometimes I feel as if he didn't exsist anymore to us as a father, and vice versa with us as kids to him. We had to grow up really quickly. I couldn't enjoy school dances or fundraisers. I had to find a way to make money and take care of my toddler brother along with my pre-pubescent sister. As for my brother, he's clueless as to what is going on. It's quite difficult to explain that our father left us and our mother is dead. However, it'll have to come out sooner or later. My sister... she believed that because our parents left us, our lives were long gone. She was devasted and depressed; had trouble eating and making friends. She was being pushed into a worse life than I had at the beginning. She always tells me, she only has one thing to look forward to every day. It was coming home and rushing up to her room to meet her favorite band poster. The band poster was a gift, signed by all the members, special edition or something like that. Simply looking at the giant poster made her ecstatic. 

          It was a typical Saturday afternoon for me. I got in my car, turned on the radio, and sat there thinking about my life. Depressing right? I've been trying to call my dad,  but theres always an endless seeming ring that leaves me dissapointed. He hasn't visited in a while, now we sort of just get checks in the mail. My sister has a better idea of what's going on, she gets that he isn't coming. The thing with her is, she feels like it's somehow her fault. I can admit, I think like that sometimes, but I know this is because my father can finally start his trophy family with all the money he's getting. My brother luckily, only being two, didn't grasp the situation in that way. He's so used to just being around myself and our sister, he hasn't really noticed our dad isn't around. On the other hand... he's starting to wonder if I'm his mom and if not where is our mom. I can't really win, can't I?  I sighed thinking about my life as a familiar song finished on the radio.

"That was One Directions single One Way or Another. Now it's time to remind you directioners out there about the contest 69.7 is holding for you guys right now. " I turned up the volume somewhat interested in the anouncment.