Sparks in the body (Niall Horan Love story) *On Hold*

Ch. 18

I grunted as I read the prompt of the writing portion of the test. This is the one thing I don’t like doing. I really don’t. Reading was first. Reading passages and answering questions I like, on the other hand was boring because of the stories we do.

It’s the second hour and we each have an hour an a half to do each section. Reading the prompt again, I don’t know what to write.

Write anything that you learned…and blah blah blah

. I didn’t care. Something about that changed me and showed me everything differently or something like that. They way they word it is so confusing. It was the start of the second half and I need to write this. Then it hit me. I could write about the time with the guys. How I first met them and everything. I smiled and nodded. So picking up my pencil and starting to scribble everything I remember what happened.

Change. That’s all what happened when I first met these boys. From one country across the Atlantic ocean to where I am now. This was a mind-blowing experience that all the fan girls dream of. A million to one, nothing could not have happened if it wasn’t for that day. Their laughs, voices, talent everything…It made me the way I am now.

I laid back thinking back on everything the first time I met them. The way they treated me the way we became friends so quickly. I smiled at that and continue to write.

The first time I met these boys was before school started back up. I mean come on I have a life right? Well I do and this is what happened. My one and only best friend Rose moved away that day. I seen her walk on the train and leave me by myself. That was also the day of the One Direction concert.

I kept writing knowing who reads my paper, well they think I’m going over my head. I know that’s what they think. I may be rambling over everything here, and well I didn’t care. I kept writing knowing this is what changed me so much.

At some point I got to the point where we were having fun. I smiled at the memory. Yeah I’m actually happy to write this essay. As I finally finished everything I need to I now need to do the conclusion.

The important ideas that came across my life this was nothing more, but reality that I seen with my own eyes. Meeting One Direction that day and becoming friends with them I thought was only a dream. I was living my friends dream and both of us didn’t care. She told me that for a fact. Overcoming everything in my thoughts now I wouldn’t change anything. Being with Liam, Harry, Zayn, Louis and most of all Niall they showed me a whole new different way of observing the world.

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I smiled as I put my pencil down and reading my work over and changing a few sentences here and there. I yawned again and to see what time it was. I have twenty more minutes left. I groaned and read my essay one more time. I ended up changed some of the wording because some of it I realized didn’t make sense. That’s what happens when I ramble.

My last section was math. Yeah I was great at math and got hundred percent on every test, but I didn’t care. The last time I actually looked at a math problem was a while back so Niall and them gave me problems to help me work on my math skills.

Forty questions and already finished fifteen questions. I’m surprised how much the questions try to confuse us. I bit my lip and on my sixteenth question and I’m trying to looked at the answers and look back at the question.

Soon it was ten minutes left and I can tell everyone is maybe almost done. I’m on the last question because I knew I need to check my answers twice to make sure they’re right.

An airplane takes off from sky harbor airport and flies directly north for a half-hour. Then it turns northeast for the next hour. For the final two hours the plane flies east by northeast and lands. What are the final polar coordinates for the plane after the three-and-a-half hour trip if the speed of the plane is a constant of four-hundred miles per hour? Use the graph below to chart the course and figure the final polar coordinates. (round to nearest tenth)