Unexpected Love

Chapter 1

"Baby you light up my world like nobody else.." Ugh, another day of school, I thought as my alarm clock played my favorite song by 1 Direction. One more day of seeing all the popular girls hang out with their dumbass boyfriends, and me, all alone. Life sucks. Atleast tomorrow would be much better. Tomorrow I am going with my best friend Alicia to a 1D concert/meet and greet, god I can't wait. I got up threw on some jeans and a t-shirt and put on my converse sneakers and went to brush my teeth. When I was done, I ran down stairs grabbed an apple and my back-pack and ran out the door. Most 16 year olds have a car by now but I'm still riding my lame bike to school every day. I decided to stop taking the bus a while ago, I just end up sitting up front by the bus driver because all of my friends live in different neighborhoods. When I got to school, I shoved my bike in the bike-rack and ran in the building right as the bell rang. Crap, late again. I rushed to my locker, got out my lit. books and ran to class, luckily, the teacher wasn't in the room yet and I took my usual seat at the back of the room next to my friend Jordyn. Atleast last night I remembered to do my homework.

School went by fast today and I rushed home, I finaly had something to look forward to. I went inside, and found that both of my parents were still at work, so I could get away with not doing my Russian History Project for now. I went up to my room and called Alicia. "Hey" she said "Hi" I said back "So, I'm still trying to figure out what to wear." she said "Of course you are." she was such a girly-girl "Hey, I want to look sexy for Zayn." she said with a laugh. Alicia was a definate Zayn finatic. "What are you wearing?." I hadnt thought about it much, but I was probably going to end up wearing my silver flats, jean shorts and tight, pink tube-top. I repeated that to her. "Cool.. I just can't decide between: minnie skirt and tangtop or spagetti strap sundress." she said. "Hmm, go with the sundress." I replied, although I knew very little about fashion. "I think I will." she agreed. I heard the front door slam, it was probably my brother Christian. "Ali, I have to go." I said "Alright jessi, but don't forget, I'm going to pick you up at 4 tomorrow." "Don't worry, I won't forget." I said. I mean how could I, this was friekin One Direction.

I ran downstairs to see what my brother was up to, we used to be really close but ever since he graduated, he has been really distant.. But that didn't mean I stopped trying to get along with him. "Hi" I said as he opened the fridge and reached for a beer, his dirty blonde hair fell in his face. "Hey" he said unenthusiacticly.

He popped the lid off of the beer and went to his room. Man, I wish we talked like we used to. Now all a conversation consisted of between us was what just happened-"Hi"', "Hey"', "Yeah...", "Bye". That's it. I went back up to my room to set out my outfit for the concert, I dug in my dresser until I found the pink tube top that I never wear, grabbed some super short jean shorts and searched in my closet under piles of converse sneakers to find the flats my mom had bought the year before that I had never worn. My mom had always wanted me to dress nicer, but I think, unless your trying to impress some super hot guy like Harry Styles, why bother.