I am currently on a plane, flying to England to live with my uncle... He's a manager of some sort, I'm not quite sure. The plane lands and I make my way off. Once off I look for a sign with my name on it. Scanning to crowd, I spot a sign that reads: Camilla A.J.R. Guess that's me!
I walk towards it and see my uncle. "Uncle Robert!" I exclaim, running in for a hug. "Camilla!" He exclaims in the same tone. "I haven't seen you in ages! What in the world did you do to your hair?!" My uncle questioned, shocked. I giggled. "I dyed it, what do you think?" I ask. "It's... bright.." my Uncle answered slowly. I giggled again. "Come one, we should get going.. there's some people i want you to meet." I shoot my uncle a questioning look, but decide not to ask. Instead I follow him to a yellow car, which I'm assuming is his. He puts my bags in the back and we both jump in.
He turns on the radio. I squeal, recognizing the song immediately. It's One thing by One Direction. "Get out, get out, get out of my mind, and come on, come into my life!" I start singing, horribly I might add. "You like One Direction?" My uncle asks. I freeze. "No... I LOVE ONE DIRECTION!!" My uncle chuckles. "This should go well." I hear him mutter under his breath. What? I think to myself. Oh well. I let it drop.
We pulled up in front of the most gorgeous house i have ever seen. "It's Beautiful." I breath. I jump out of the car, Grab my bags and run into the house, smiling all the way. I burst through the door, only to be greeted by five of the most beautiful faces i have ever seen. "HELLO!" Wait... Why are One Direction in my house?!?
