My mother always used to tell me I was special. She never said if that was good or bad and since I was 5 I didn't really think much of it. She said when I was older I would understand. When I was 13, my mother disappeared. Every night before that she disappeared for an hour or two, but this time she never came back. I was so sure she was coming back, I used to leave the front door open, just in case. My older sister who is 27 (but still looks 18) had to wait until I opened the door every night so she could close it. When my sister turned 18, she started going out at night for an hour or two just like my mother, but they went at different times. At the age of 13, I still didn't think anything of it. I sometimes asked my sister where our mum was and when she was coming back but she always said she doesn't know where mum is and she's probably never coming back. I tried to ignore her, but eventually I believed her, and the door was closed at night. Now I'm 17 and I've moved on. I still live with my sister. We aren't very close but she does sometimes show her caring side towards me. I also have a best friend. In school I'm not unpopular but I'm not exactly popular either. I'm just around the middle which is fine by me as I'd rather not get swarmed by people trying to be my friend, or have people bullying me. My best friend is called Ali. I think she is one of the prettiest in my class. She has straight blonde hair, big brown eyes and a really warm smile. She is basically popular girl material, but she's fine with the friends she has. She is a really big One Direction fan too. You know, the five boys that sing and girls go mad for them. I personally don't see the fuss. I mean yeah they're pretty good singers and not bad looking either, but I'd rather not spend my time drooling over pictures and learning everything about them. I have Ali for that. I'd rather read a good book. Anyway, when I got into school today Ali reminded me its my birthday. Yeah, I know, I didn't remember my birthday, so what? She handed me a small box.
"Open it!", she demands, a mischievous glint in her eyes. I look at her, then at the box, then back at her, before taking the lid off. I look and see two One Direction tickets. For some reason this makes me smile madly. She takes a step back.
"Woah, I didn't know you hated them that much," she grins. I wrap her in a tight hug.
"Thank you so much! Your coming!" She grins.
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They Found Me (1D)
FanfictionSummer Hills isn't your average teenager. She was born to be a vampire, but she doesn't know. Her mother disappears, leaving her with her older sister, who doesn't really pay much attention to her. When she turns 18, her best friend gets her 1D tick...
