Hi so this is the first chapter I hope you like it.
Belle's POV
I sighed a little when I noticed I forgot to call the Living Arts centre to tell them I will be spending most of my evening there. My thoughts were interrupted by the bell ringing.
Well I guess I should introduce my self. I'm Belle and I'm sixteen. I live in Toronto with my step dad who is always drunk. He's not abusive other than calling me a bitch or that kind of stuff. My mom is always on business so I never really see her.
I tried to avoid going home so I spend my time at my studio, school, or work.
All of a sudden people were rushing out of the class. I slowly rose from my seat slinging my blue jansport bag over my shoulder. I started to walk down the hallway when I head load screams. A lot I mean like half my school were standing at the front of my school blocking my way out. All of a sudden day girl.. her name was Hafsa I believe in my math class.
"I'm so sorry" she gushed
"It's alright. Could you tell me why everyone is screaming." I asked.
"You didn't hear." she asked. I shook my head " 5sos and one direction are supposed to be coming to Toronto and are visiting a bunch of schools."
"Okay well thanks I should get going". I swiftly turned around to walk to the back doors. she waved and I waved back. I got to the back doors and walk down the small hallway, but before I had a chance to open the door it swung open and I was nocked down.
" Oh shit are you okay." a deep thick Australian accent asked me. I looked up and saw four tall guys in front of me.
"Ya" I said. I got up from my spot on the ground and grabbed my skate board. A big hand grabbed my arm and helped me up. I looked into this blue eyes boy. His eyes were so beautiful.
"I'm really sorry about that babe." he said. I could feel my cheeks burn at the word 'babe'.
"It's fine really" I said in a small voice. he was big and tall. I wiped my skirt clean of the dirt and put my skate board down.
"I should go" I began to get on my skat board I saw five more boys a little taller than the four I just saw. I picked up my skate board to make sure a didn't hurt any one. Once I got outside I put my skate board down and pulled out my phone and head phones.
"What's your name." the boy said.
"Belle." I replied. I pressed play and started to ride away, then I heard him say ' She's different' I suddenly grew suspicious. Why was I different? my mind was racing with questions. I grabbed my right headphone and got lost in my music.
A/N
I hope you all like my story. Any way that's all I got soooo
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Fiksi PenggemarBelle. A sixteen year old girl who does anything she can to get away from her miserable life. But little did she know that one late night at the studio could change her life