New End

The Summer of Death

“I don't like anything that is sweet or to creamy or to bitter so do you have any drink like that?” The Girl in front of me said.

“Well I can make you a cappuccino if you like.” The waiter replied

“Sometimes cappuccinos are to... what would you call it is... umm... well sweet... but if yours aren’t to sweet that would be great.” she said in this stuck up rich voice that reminded me of Lucy

“Is that a yes?”

“Um... Yeah I guess. Just make sure it isn't too sweet or bitter or gross or anything.”

“Alright Miss, your drink will be out in a moment. NEXT” The waiter said and I am proud to announce that the Girl stepped over to the side to let me order.

“Hi how can I help you” The waiter asked me.

“Oh.. I would like a large chai latte please”

“On its way” The waiter said with a wink

“Thx” I said stepping of to the side to hear the girl complain.

“The waiter told me that the cappuccino would be just how I liked it, but this is gross and to bitter not at all how I like it.”

“Miss, if it is too bitter you can always add sugar to it.” Said a waitress trying to calm her down.

“No no no, I will tell my dad and he will be suing you on charges of false advertising and deception.” She practically yelled. “Do you know who my dad is... well he is the CEO of Blue-ridge apartments so he practically owns this town. He could put you out of business like this.” she says snapping her fingers.

She was starting to get on my nerves. I quickly grabbed my chai latte before walking over to the Girl.

“First of all it is really rude to complain about something when you didn't know what you were going to order in the first place. Second of all the waiter never said anything about you liking the cappuccino or making it the way you like it.

Would you like me to tell you exactly how to conversation went. You said, “I don't like anything that is sweet or to creamy or to bitter so do you have any drink like that?” and then he said, “Well I can make you a cappuccino if you like.” and then you said, “Um... Yeah I guess. Just make sure it isn't too sweet or bitter or gross or anything.” and then he said, “Alright Miss, your drink will be out in a moment.”

“Never did he say anything about making you cappuccino the way you wanted it so your court case will go up in flames. Plus yesterday your dad got fired for money laundering so he wont be any use to you right now.”

I turned around and walked out of the cafe and safely drove home without killing anyone. If you are happening to wonder why I remembered the whole conversation, well its your lucky day I'm going to tell you.

Well I have this rare thing called Hyperthymesia. It means that I remember every living second of my life since I was 12.

Wikipedia defines it as a condition of possessing an extremal detailed autobiographical memory. If you are confused just look it up online.

I got home and walking into the kitchen of my aunts and uncles house to find 5 boys staring back at me. Let me be a bit more clear. I FOUND THE MEMEBERS OF ONE DIRECTION STARING BACK AT ME!!!!!! And no I am not a fan.

“So lads do you know where Julia and David are, about this height?” I said showing them with my hand. “Around their 50s? Yes, no, maybe so?”

“Oh you mean Miss and Mr. Montgomery. Yeah they are just getting our cabins ready. But if you are here to rent were sorry but we have already out booked them.” I think Liam replied

“Nah not renting.” I said walking into the kitchen and grabbing a plate of cookies and milk.

“What are you doing! The Montgomery’s are very nice, who do you think you are eating their food without permission?” Harry exclaimed jumping out of his seat.

I cracked up laughing, they really were not how Tom described them. Biased much.

“First of all I live here, Second of all I made these cookies so really you should be saying how dare they eat them!” I said finishing up my last cookie and making my quick exit, I was really going to have to talk to Aunt Julia about this. Unexceptionable behavior.

“Aunt Julia!” I screamed into my phone the moment I walked out the door

“Yes?”

“What cabin are you at?”

“Number 5”

“Be right there.”I said running down the lane

Five Minutes later of Running:

“When were you going to tell me that One Direction was going to be staying with us?!?” I screamed the moment I walked into Cabin 5

“Oh about that... I was planning on telling you but... well I didn't know how you would take it?”

“Oh no really don't worry about me” I said sarcasticly, “Its just that it's Toms break and I may or may not have invited him to stay with me?”

“Well you can still go out to visit him in England right. I mean we need the money I can't kick One Direction out. Plus they want it to be secluded so they are paying for all of the cabins.”

“Yeah I guess so" I have to go talk to Tom now, cancel our plans."

So heres the thing. You know the band The Wanted right, and you know how they aren't really friends with One Direction. Well my brother may or may not be Tom Parker from The Wanted. See a bit of a problem.

Yeah well I do.