All of Me (Shawn Mendes) BOOK ONE

Chapter 1

"Katie!" I heard my mom yell from downstairs. It was eight o'clock at night and she was just now getting done with dinner. Well thats normal.

"Coming," I yell back, tossing my phone onto my queen size bed and running down the stairs a little too fast. My foot caught the end of my other heel and I started to fall down, clutching the railing. My butt made a loud, "THUNK, TH-THUNK THUNK." As I descended not so gracefully.

I soon found my composure and walked slowly down the remainder of the long staircase, rounding the corner and stepping into the large living room. It used to have white carpets and everything, but now they're a light tan

from age and me. Though, the dark furniture and expensive tv set goes along with the large windows and the plain structure of the room.

When I came into the kitchen, I saw that Mom had made yet another, tuna casserole. Yum. I thought silently to myself. I walked beside her and stuck stuck my fingers down my throat and made a fake gagging noise. She smacked my hand and said,

"Be grateful. You could be like those starving kids in Africa..." I zoned out and grabbed a small spoonful of the casserole and shoveled it quickly into my mouth, finishing in about 2 minutes tops. I rinsed the plate off in the sink and placed it in the dishwasher, then turned and ran up to my room.

I guess you could say we have a fair amount of money, though we aren't rich. Our house is 3 stories and each bedroom has a large flat-screen television. My room has a large tv, a computer, laptop, and I have my tablet and smart phone, as does everyone else.

I sprawled out onto my large bed and thought about what I could possibly be doing alone on a Friday night. Suddenly, I felt my phone buzz next to my lap, and I grabbed it. I had a text from my best friend Miranda.

"Wanna see if I can come over? Bored :("

I typed a quick reply.

"Idk. Gotta ask lé Madré."

I found my moms contact and tapped on the little phone icon. Yes, I call my mom even though she's in the same house as me. She picked up after 3 rings.

"What do you want?" She said coolly. I sighed and spoke quickly.

"Can Miranda stay the night pleeeeaaasseeeeeee?" I said crossing my fingers.

"I don't care, as long as you don't break anything." I knew she was referring to the mailbox Mir broke last weekend.

You see, we got the bright idea to wrap ourselves head-to-toe in blankets and Snuggies and walk down the middle of the street at 2 a.m on a Saturday night. Mir ended up running into the neighbors mailbox and knocking it off its little post.

"Yay thank you so much I love you!" I yelled hanging up quickly so I could call Miranda.

"YOU CAN STAY. PACK YOUR BAGS BITCH WE MOVING TO MEXICO." I said loudly. We have a love-hate relationship.

"Be there in a few," She simply stated, hanging up abruptly.

I decided that I needed to clean my room before she could come in here, seeing as there was no way to enter it, besides flying. I started to pick up all of the dirty clothes and put them in the hamper. For the next 10 minutes I pushed random stuff into a corner. Its not like her room is any different. The doorbell rang and before I could even lock my phone, I heard loud stomping and a door slamming open. Mir came in and put her bag down on the floor, jumping onto my bed next to where I was.

I guess she was going through Twitter cause she started screaming at me tell I me to check mine. I logged out of my fan account and into my personal one. I have 36 notifications. Most of them were retweets and some favorites. Then I saw that I had 2 new followers. Yay Im so famous. I thought sarcastically. I checked who they were. One was named @Nashty0 and the other was @Shawnnmendes. Oh just Shawn Mendes and some random fan account. Wait. Shawn Mendes.

"OH MY GOD SHAWN MENDES FOLLOWED ME. MIR WHAT DO I DO. OH MY GOD. WE'RE GUNNA GET MARRIED AND HAVE 7 BABIES BABIES LIVE IN COSTA RICA." I exclaimed to fast for anyone to comprehend. Once I stopped fangirling, I decided to tweet him my thanks.

"Thank you so much for the follow @Shawnnmendes it means so much."

I pressed the checkmark and looked at Miranda with pure shock, mouth agape. My phone buzzed. I ran for it and unlocked it. He tweeted me.

"Anything for a pretty girl like you. ;) @KatieDream0124"

I sat staring at my phone in complete disbelief.

"Should I DM Him?" I asked Miranda.

"He won't answer but you can try," She said softly.

"Hey, thank you so much sugar buns. I want your tits." I said the most ridiculous thing cause I knew he wouldn't even open it.

"Umm. Hey." He replied a moment later. Wait. He replied. HE. REPLIED.

"Oh. I didn't think you'd actually reply..." I said awkwardly, wanting to bang my head on a brick wall for being so stupid.

"I just had to talk to you, I couldn't resist the temptation." He said back. I laughed loudly, throwing my head back, causing Mir to scoot closer and in view of my phone.

"What temptation? xD" I said, still giggling.

"The one I felt when I saw your pictures." That made me want to melt into a thousand puddles.

"Aww you're so sweet (:" I said with a genuine smile.

"I try (:" he replied immediately again, "Are you coming to Magcon in San Fran two weeks from now?"

The thing is, tickets were already sold out. I felt really bad telling him no.

"No tickets. :( :( :(" I said, wanting to cry.

"I can get you some! How many?" Was he being serious?

"Really?! Oh my gosh thank you! 2 please. :)" I showed Miranda my phone and she looked like she just shit her pants. She dragged me downstairs and I tackled the chair my mom was sitting in.

"Mom Mom Mom my loving Mother that loves me so much and would do anything for me because she loves me." I said really quickly. I heard Miranda whisper loudly behind me,

"Or naw.." I put my hand behind my back so Mom wouldn't see and flipped her off.

"Can I go???" I yelled after she took my phone and started reading the messages.

"I suppose. Since he's a part of it I guess I trust him." Wow that was easier than I thought. Mom must have a thing for Magcon then.

"Thank you so much, Mom!" I said loudly, squeezing her tightly. She pried off my arms and pushed me onto the floor. I ran upstairs and screamed,

"Two weeks!!!"

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So how do you like it? It gets better I promise. I know I haven't said her name yet, so her name is Katie. She's 17.

Ill update ASAP. :)

Teaser:

"I had a slight altercation with," I said calmly pointing at a boy in the back of the class with a bruised eye and bloody nose, "Darren MacDonald."