Book One: One Direction's Dancer

Chapter 1- Auditions? Can't I Just Hide In a Corner?

[A/N: Picture of her outfit on the side :)]

Kailyn's P.O.V.

I stirred in my sleep as I felt eyes watching me. Weird. I peeked one eye open to see perfect, sea blue ones looking back at me. I sighed, then sat up, preparing to ask why I was being stared at.

"Niall, why are you staring at me?" I asked ever so sweetly. He better have a good reason as to why I'm being woken up so early.

"I was waking you up. I knew it would work!" he grinned. I can't stay mad at the little leprechaun too long.

"Well I'm up. Why do I have to be up so early?" I whined. I glanced at the clock on my little purple table beside me. It was only 7:30!

"Because, we have to go to an interview and you have your auditions to go to." He said in a 'duh' tone. I mentally face palmed.

"Oh shoot." I mumbled. I pushed Niall out of the way and made my way to the bathroom in my room. Auditions were at 9:00! I shut the door and stripped off my pajamas. I hopped in the shower and began to clean all dirt off.

Niall's P.O.V.

I skipped down the stairs. Liam, Louis and I had already showered and Zayn was in there right now. We all knew he wasn't coming out for now. Who knows what he does in there?

"Is she up?" Liam asked me from in the kitchen. He was currently making breakfast.

"Yup!" I said, enthusiastically. I don't know why but I was in a very good mood considering the time now. Usually everyone is really snappy in the morning. I took a seat on the couch just as Louis came down from his room.

"MORNING!" he shouted. I guess he is in a good mood too.

"Morning." Liam and I mumbled. Louis' shouting is always deafening.

"Where's Kailyn and the others?" he asked. "Kailyn and Zayn are in the shower, Harry isn't up yet." Liam answered.

"Okayyy." Louis dragged, taking a seat next to me. I'm hungry.

Kailyn's P.O.V.

I ran around in my towel inside my closet. Eleanor and I had gone dance clothes shopping yesterday and I was currently running around looking for something extra cute to wear. I couldn't decide. Why hadn't I asked El to stay over so she could help me?

After about two minutes of searching I finally found something. Black and pink zebra printed shorts with diamond studs and a black crop top with diamond studs also. I slipped them on and then pulled a pink crop top with the words "MOVE IT" with a white skirt, slipping on my pink flats. I pulled the towel off my hair and ran over to my dresser and yanked, literally yanked, my brush through, getting rid of any knots. I pulled my shoulder length, brown hair into a high ponytail, putting a zebra printed bow in. I decided to go natural on my make up, just a swipe of Baby Lips. The blue one, my favorite. I ran down the stairs, passing a sleepy Harry, curls messed up with dark circles under his green eyes.

"Morning!" I called to the boys, excluding Harry who hasn't reached down yet. In response I got a muffled 'morning' from the four boys. They were all at the table, stuffing their faces with eggs and bacon. I took a seat and started to eat. As soon as I sat down, Niall got up. Oh Niall, always finishing before everyone else. Harry came down slowly swaying, like he was about to tumble over.

"Are you okay?" Zayn asked. Harry answered with a wave of the hand, signaling he was ok. I soon finished and went to put down my plate. I took a seat beside Niall on the couch, watching some show called Modern Family. After a few minutes of watching the show, I began to get impatient.

"Guys, can we get going? I wanna make a good impression. I can't be late." I explained. We need to get going. It's an extremely long drive.

"Alright, let's get going." Liam said. Finally, we made our way outside. I slid easily into the black Range Rover. Zayn was at one window, then Harry, then me, then Niall and finally Louis was in the passenger seat. Liam was driving.

"So, are you nervous?" Harry asked me. I froze. Now that he mentioned it, I was really nervous.

"Pshhh n-nervous? No..." I scratched my head nervously. My palms then began to sweat. A lot. I have sweaty palms and they sweat like a running pipe when I'm really nervous. Disgusting, I know. I absolutely hated it.

Harry just smirked at me, dimples evident. He totally just did that purposely. In response, I glared at him. I mean, now that I think about it, auditions? Can't I just hide in a corner?

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[A/N : Ok so I know that the ALDC is in Pensylvania but this is a fan fiction, anything can happen, yeah?

So I've always wanted to write a
story like this. My two favorite things combined, I was just scared. I finally came through and here we are. So please vote and comment. Tell me what you think. Constructive criticism please!!!! We're not all perfect so nothing hurtful. Also, please tell me if you see any corrections.

So I was thinking, updates every Sunday? I would write in the week and post on Sunday. Psshhh who am I kidding no one is probably even reading this lololol

~Alexis]