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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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