Simon P.O.V
Then Crystal came through with what looked like a packet of crisp in her hands and went back up the stairs.
Sheila came into the room and sat down next to me. "She has never been this rude to anybody before."
"It fine." We heard a knock at the door.
She went to the door and opened it. "Hello. What is it that you would like?"
"Um well.."
"They're with me" I intercepted.
She allowed them entrance.
Five boys walked in.
Crystals point of view>>>
Sitting at the top of the stairs, I hear the front door open. Being the curious person I am, I got up and walked slowly to the bottom and saw five boys who looked just a bit older than me standing in the doorway.
Hearing the floor creek they turned my way.
Now being able to see their faces, I recognised them as the boys on the news last night. One Direction.
Of course it had to be them with my luck. God I hate this world.
"Hi I'm harry." said the curly one.
"I don't care." I snapped back running up the stairs slamming my bedroom door.
"I'll talk to her" I heard Sheila say. then I heard her knocking on my door. "Can I come in?"
"Fine" was my reply.
As she came in I felt guilty with my attitude. I turned away from her. "I know you don't want to get adopted but Simon Cowell is a great man. try it out for a month and if you still don't like it you can come back."
"Promise?"
"I promise, and for now you need to pack a some of your stuff to take with you then tomorrow you can take the rest."
"Ok."
So I got stright to it and packed my stuff.
