The Accidental Hero | one direction

2: Fiona Reardon

"You hungry?" Niall asks.

"Sure I could eat." I say shyly.

"Great, cause Louis is trying to make meatloaf." Niall says.

"Should be done in a minute or so." Louis says proud of his cooking.

DING, DING, DING, DING, Beep.

"Well, meatloaf is done. " Louis says.

"Let's eat!" Harry says. We all sit down at the table, and rub our hands together in desire. We lift our forks as Louis sets the plate on the table. I haven't eaten something made by hand, yet. Once the food is dished out, Liam takes a bite, and forces a smile. We all take a bite, and cough up the bits and pieces. Especially Louis.

"How do you manage to burn something, yet the inside is raw?" Zayn asks, chugging a glass of milk.

"It's called cajun  food."

"How about take out?" We all raise our hands in agreement, and Louis picks up the phone.

"Since we got some time to spare, how about we play some FIFA?" Liam asks, almost begging. I follow them to the game room, and pick up a controller.

"Basically it's like soccer." Niall says. "But European people call it football." I raise an eyebrow.

"Why football?" Niall shrugs.

"Just the way things are."

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Monday came too fast for my liking. We went shopping yesterday and I got some new things, which was pretty sick. It was 7:00, and I was riding in the car with everyone.

"First rule of business," Louis says, turning around from the passanger's seat. "don't get into any fights."

"Don't sass your teachers, don't touch any girl's bums-"

"I'm not that perverted."

"Just making sure." Liam says.

"You'll have fun, don't worry." Zayn says once we pull up to the school. Kids were everywhere, chatting in their cliques.

"We'll see you later. " They pull away, and I'm left alone with my thoughts. I looked around the school yard, and took in a deep breath. I started to walk, people staring at me, and the silence growing more tense. I walk past them all and into the school, before finding the office.

"You must be Maxwell." The lady says, giving me a weak smile. I nod my head.

"Well, here is your schedule, and school starts in about ten minutes." I smile and thank her, before going up the stairs towards the library. Maybe they had some comic books in there, or something I could read. I've always been quiet, and hopefully It will stay that way. When I reached the library, only two people were there. The librarian, and some  girl.

She had curly brown hair that reached down to her back, and wore thin black glasses. She was a short, pretty girl who was deep into her reading. I noticed that she was reading a comic book, and I grinned. I walked over, and sat down next to her.

"Hi." I say, smiling. She hesitantly looked up from her comic, and weakly smiled.

"Hi there." By her accent, she was definitely Irish. Smiling, I looked over her shoulder to see what she was reading. Wolverine.

"You like superheroes?" I ask. She nodded, and closed it before turning to me.

"Who's your favorite?" I was really enjoying her accent. It was very sweet and pure, almost heavenly.