~~Tessa~~
My dream ever since I was a little girl was to go toNew Yorkand become a ballet dancer. Today was that day. I decided to take the next train fromYorkto Newquay where I would fly toNew York, my dream city. As I sat on the train the attendant announced that we will be stopping atManchesterin about 3 minutes. "Great" I thought, "we're not even almost there!"
I look to my side to share my complaints with some one but then I remember that there was no one sitting next to me. What is it going to be like inNew York? What am I going to do? I guess I'll just get used to it...
Suddenly the train comes to a complete stop. I look out the window to see people, eagerly waiting to get on and go.
I laugh at some flippy haired moron who jumps on the back of this other boy who was talking to some other boy with black coif. There is also two other boys with them. You could tell they were all friends by the way they all fell onto each other and fooled around.
They all flop onto the train as if they didn't have spines to support them. Just then that boy with the black coif sat next to me. "BLOODY HELL!" I thought "I have to sit next to this moron the whole way."
"Do you mind if I sit here?" the boy asked me.
"Sure," I respond.
"I'm Zayn" He stuck out his hand with this smirk on his face that was almost child like.
"Tessa" I say, just the way he smiled made
me nervous so I just smiled back.
I hear the yelp of a boy behind me; it came from a boy with brown extremely curly hair clutching his balls. The boy sitting next to him (the moron at the station) was laughing at him.
"Louis!" a boy with blond hair shouts in front of me. "Not in public!" and then they all started laughing out loud... Am I missing something?
"So Tessa," says Zayn. "Where are you heading?"
"'I'm taking the train to Newquay, and from there I'm flying toNew York."
"New York, really?! Ah-ha! That's where we're going!" said Zayn.
We talked for about an hour I told him my life story and he told me a little about himself... there's something about him that makes me feel warm inside, like I've known him for all of my life. He told me that he was a singer and in a band, one direction. I felt very aquward because I've never heard of them before.
"Oh my god!" he exclaims, "I haven't introduced you to the boys!! This is Harry," he points to the boy with overly curly hair, "Louis," the crazy boy at the station, "Niall,"
A childish looking boy with the biggest smile on his face, "and Liam!" he looked so peaceful considering he was sleeping.
"Hello!" they all shouted.
Surprisingly, they're all very cute with their big smiles. I've never seen such happy friends; they make me cheerful just to be around them.
"Hello!" I shout back, I think that was the happiest I've sounded in my entire life.
"She's going toNew Yorktoo!" Zayn says.
"Excellent!" Harry says with a devious voice.
After a while all of the boys fall asleep, I take out my note book and continue working on my novel.
"What's that?" asks Zayn, he still sounds sleepy.
"Oh it's nothing..." I say, I still don't feel comfortable talking about it with other people.
