Yet Another Cinderella Story

Chapter One~ "What the poop, Harry?!"

I sat in the auditorium playing the piano. The school was quiet, as it should be on saturday afternoon. My hands flitted across the keys, used to the melody that I played daily. I barely had to think about it anymore, it just came as naturally as blinking, or breathing. As the song wound to a close, I sung the last word, and hit the last key, simply resting my hands on the keys. The room was quiet, the sound of the music gone, until my cell phone rang, filling the room with sound of What Makes You Beautiful by One Direction.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Gabbi?" the voice asked. "It's Megan. There's something I wanna tell you." she said excitedly.

I laughed, "What's up, Megs?"

"One Direction is coming to our school!" she squealed.

"No way!"

"Yes!"

Now, I know what you're thinking."She's just excited because she thinks that mean she'll get a chance with One Direction" And, yes, I am excited that One Direction will be going to my school, but that's only because I've known Harry since before I could walk. He's my best friend (Don't tell Megan, Hannah, or Brenna that I said that, though) and I haven't seen him since he became famous. We've talked on the phone and everything, just haven't seen eachother that much. I only see him around Christmas, and Easter, and usually the boys come with him. I really miss him. I can't believe he didn't tell me.. maybe he just wanted to surprise me..

~~SUNDAY~~

I sat in my living room staring at the front door. Harry and the boys were supposed to be coming over today just to hang out before they started school.

Suddenly, the front door opened and in walked five boys. 

"What the poop, Harry?!" I yelled. He turned to look at me. "How dare you not tell me were coming back!" I scolded.

"I..uh.. Wanted to surprise you?" he said. It sounded like a question.

"Yea, sure, you did, Mr. Big-And-Famous-Pop-Star-Who's-Too-busy-To-Call-His-Best-Friend-To-Tell-Her-He's-Coming-Back-To-His-Hometown-To-Go-To-School-With-His-Bandmates. I had to hear it from Bubbly McBubbles over there!" I said, pointing to Megan.

"Okay, one," Harry chuckled, "My name is not that long. And two, I'm sorry. I was kinda on a world tour at the time, so I was kinda busy."

"You know," Louis said. "I'm kind of standing right here. And I'm offended by the lack of hugs Gabbi is giving me."

I laughed, "Sorry, Lou." I said while hugging him. I then hugged Liam, Niall, and Zayn.

"You're forgiven," Louis nodded.

"Do you have any-" Niall began.

"Food? Yes, Niall. I ordered food. It's in the kitchen." I chuckled.

"You are my bestest friend!" Niall said, running into the kitchen.

"You know there won't be--"

"I hid some in my room. I'll be right back." I said, turning to go up the stairs to my room. I grabbed all of the bags from my room and walked back downstairs.

Niall instantly looked up at me, like a dog that just smelled food. "There's more?!"

"Yes, Niall there is. But you're not aloud to have any because there's three bags of food just for you."

He looked down at the food he had spread out in front of him, "But..."

"No, Niall. You have plenty of food. Everyone else has to eat."

"Hmph." he grumbled. I just chuckled and set the food down on the counter, handing it out to everyone.

"Take whatever you want, but the chicken tenders are mine." I warned, grabbing the chicken tenders and going to sit in the couch.