Chapter 1

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Brooke's POV
Im sitting at the edge of my little bed in the little dark room. I live in a orphanage and have for about 6 years. I'm 14 and was trapped I this hell hole since I was 8. Oh how rude of me I haven't introduced my self. I'm Brooke. And I'm gonna stop there. I'm currently reading " Our Fault in Our Stars" aka the best book I the history of the world.
" BROOKE GET DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW" I here the old lady at the desk yell from down stairs.
I roll my eyes and slide off my bed. I realize I'm still in my pjs so I quickly brush my naturally wavy hair, put my black high waisted shorts on and a crop top that says with a anchor and
walk down the creaky old wooden steps. I sit down in the chair near her desk and put my feet on the table knowing Ill get in trouble but not really caring.
" feet off the table Miss Laxly." She says
" don't ever call me by my last name. Ever " I hiss at her, she doesn't know my past. Nobody does. Because they'll turn on me and tell the world, like everyone else. She rolls her eyes.
" a British boy band is here to look for a girl between Ages 13-15 and because your in that age group they will be looking at you" she's states.
" great " I mumble.
" now return to your room and make yourself presentable. This may be your chance outta here" she's says.
" doubt it " I say as I trudge to my room. I laid back on my bed and continued reading.
I was almost asleep when I hear a knock on my door.
" it's open " I say sitting up. Front desk lady appears I the doorway with 5 tall boys.
" what?" I spat.
" Brooke sweetly these lovely boys are here to interveiw you for adoption. " she says.
Ew is she flirting with them?!? She's like 50 million Years old.
" erm okay? " it's comes out as a question more then a answer. I put my book mark in my book and close it.
" what are you reading love?" Curly boy says. I cringe at the word ' love'. I was called that by my dad before he b- never mind. I clear my throat.
" our fault in our stars " I mumble.
" oh cool my girlfriend read that!!!" A boy sitting next to curly said.
" may I ask your names?" I ask.
" oh of corse " one says " I'm Liam" he says
" I'm Harry " curly says
" I'm Louis" the boy sitting next to Harry said.
" I'm Niall" blondie said
" I'm zayn" the boy with black hair said.
" and we' re One Direction " they say in sync. I
" am I supposed to know you guys?" I say confused.
" erm we are a famous boyband so I dunno " Louis says,
" oh, um cool." I mumble.
" so" Niall speaks up after a akward silence. " do you play?" He says pointing to my guitar.
" um I'm not to good but." I mumble.
" play something for us!!!" Niall exclaims.
" um erm I... I guess " I studder picking it up.
I begin to strum one of my favorite songs

"Step one you say we need to talk
He walks you say sit down it's just a talk
He smiles politely back at you
You stare politely right on through
Some sort of window to your right
As he goes left and you stay right
Between the lines of fear and blame
You begin to wonder why you came

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

Let him know that you know best
Cause after all you do know best
Try to slip past his defense
Without granting innocence
Lay down a list of what is wrong
The things you've told him all along
And pray to God he hears you
And pray to God he hears you

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

As he begins to raise his voice
You lower yours and grant him one last choice
Drive until you lose the road
Or break with the ones you've followed
He will do one of two things
He will admit to everything
Or he'll say he's just not the same
And you'll begin to wonder why you came

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life