Life being Perfect

Extremely Friend-Zoned

It was finally THE DAY. The day when one direction was coming to my house!

I woke up early and had a long shower. I used my 100 dollar shampoo especially designed for curly hair (don’t judge. If you had hair like me, you’d understand!) and some real nice conditioner.

When I got out of the shower, I wrapped a towel around myself and then sang ‘California Girls’ in front of the mirror for another fifteen minutes. I was a very interesting girl….

I then spent an hour deciding on what to wear. After going through my entire closet, I finally chose a girly, navy blue skirt and a cute, white flowy tank with the Eifel Tower on it. As for jewellery, I chose a Paris themed necklace and a British themed charm bracelet to complete my European inspired look.

I put a headband with a cute bow, on my head and used a bit of hair spray to tame my wild hair. I got a hold of some black eyeliner and made a whole black-swan look. I put on mascara so my invisible eye lashes looked visible and finally, put a coat of pink lip gloss.

After putting on black ballet flats, I started to clean my room. I started off with fixing my bed.

When I had first bought the bed at Ikea, I was insistent on buying about five million pillows that were all purple and pink. Back then, I hadn’t thought about the fact that it would be a total pain to clean up. After finally straightening the bed out, I walked towards my wall that was painted with whiteboard paint. I debated between erases all the messages written on the board but finally decided against it; I wanted those memories to look at.

One wall of mine was painted pink, the other purple, the last was the whiteboard paint and finally, the fourth wall was all glass. It was one of the walls where I could see the beautiful view outside but no one could see inside.

I liked my room a lot; I had always been big on room decoration.

As soon as I finished cleaning my room, I took one last look at myself and smiled.

Finally I went down and made breakfast.

The boys were coming at nine am and it was eight thirty now. I was done everything I needed to do to was relax. All the other girls had lists of stuff planned; things that they were going to do with the lads. I wanted things to be natural, no planning. Us girls did agree on one thing though. We each were going to focus on the boy we preferred. That way, we had more of a chance for becoming friends with the boy.

Finally the bell rang. Everyone froze in their spot and Chrissy opened the door.

"Hi! Were One Direction!" these were the first words that One Direction ever said to me.

"Hi! I'm Chrissy, come in."

"Nice house" Louis said.

"You’re a nice house." Annabelle murmured. She realized what she said and the added "I mean, thanks lot!"