Misadventure (One Direction)

4.5 - Morals (Bonus Chapter)

Monday, January 6, 11:03 PM

[Same Day]

The black Audi seemed to blend in with the night. All three walked out the back doors. They glanced back at the closing doors and got a glimpse of the boys running away from a mob. The boy's majestic vocals echoed inside their heads. But the girls persisted. They wanted to be part of it too, but the boys needed fewer girls to follow them. Therefore they walked to the shimmering automobile.

Another brunette stood by the engine of the car, observing her young like-sisters approach. She then opened the back seat doors and returned to the drivers' seat.

"You guys look like fazed kittens," Alexia started the conversation. "That's because you have experienced a concert. Concerts do that to you. The concert experience is like a shot of tequila to an alcoholic, addictive..." Alexia maneuvered the wheel as the girls looked dumbfounded at one another. They believed that Alexia was the one that was crazy, due to the Muse concert.

"So how was the concert." Alexia smiled at them as she drove into another street.

"I forgot about them," Lesley confessed.

"What do you mean?"

"I forgot how amazing the are! Why didn't we went to any of their concerts?" Lesley asked her two cousins.

"We're too busy with uni and London life" Stephanie mumbled."God! They are amazing performers!"

"You sound exhausted. Well, once I drop you all off, you can all rest. I will be at a small meeting tomorrow morning," Alexia said.

"What? Don't you have a flight tomorrow?" Her younger sister asked.

"It all depends if it gets canceled because of Minnesota weather."

"But aren't you finish with London?" Vanessa questioned.

"Not quite, I have a meeting, or an interview, tomorrow," Alexia replied. The three girls in the back rose their eyebrows.

"I may potentially get a job back in the U.S.," she elaborated.

"What?!" The girls screamed.

Alexia stepped forcefully on to the breaks. She unfastened her seat belt in order to look at them. Her black eyes grew pitcher. The three of them had their hands on the windows; Lesley, in the middle had her hands up as if a police officer told her so.

"What was that? I almost crashed on to that light post!"

"Thank god we didn't!" Lesley settled her hands on her lap. "I really hope to never be in a car crash."

"Wow," Stephanie murmured, now gripping the bottom of her seat.

Afterwards, Lesley lit up and remembered the news before the incident. "What kind of job?"

"You remember my position as the editor of our uni's newspaper... And that I kind of manage a band..." Alexia stopped speaking as she noticed that her younger relatives again had their eyebrows pulled upwards. "Okay, sorry, I'm your manager. Anyway, my potential bosses are considering me as a music reporter for a leading music critic magazine.

"What? That's great news!" Stephanie smiled and Vanessa nodded along.

"I know! I'm really excited since I will be only taking to courses before graduation in June!"

"Good, good! That's a good job for a writer," Lesley noted.

"Of course! Any writer would love that as a job! So if they hire me, my first assignment would be to write a few stories on any small band of my choice."