Music Brings Us Together :One Direction:

Chapter 1: The plane ride..

Here, we go again. Off to a different music school. At least this one was out of the states. This year instead of going to one of the schools in the United States. My mother decided to send her 14 (almost 15) year old daughter off to London, England. I was looking forward to England, no doubt about that. The part that I wasn't super thrilled about, was that I was being sent there to play my violin all day, everyday, well besides the weekend when I get a brake. Doing the same thing over and over everyday really becomes boring. Even if it is playing the violin, my favorite thing to. Oh sorry, before I keep rambling on, and on here I should introduce myself.

Hi, I'm Aly Olson, Blonde wavy hair, with bright blue eyes. I'm also a gifted violin player. I have been playing violin since I was about 4. I know all of Beethoven, Mozart, Bach, and Tchaikovsky's music. I live in the United States, Minnesota to be fact. Even though I look like a girl who can't handle herself. I'm very well can. I have three friends. Loner, I know right. It's hard to make friends when you are constantly moving to different schools every year, but anyways. Their names are Shane, my best-friend/ex-boyfriend. Some people would think it's awkward between us right? Not at all, we are the same old friends that we were in the beginning. Shane is 15 soon to be 16. He always teases me on how I should hang out with people my known age, but he would probably cry if I left. That's how close we are. We tell each other everything. I mean EVERYTHING. There is Isabel too. She's Shane's girlfriend. She really sweet and kind. Welcomed me like I'm her little sister. Yes, I said little. She is older than me too. She is 16. She is older than Shane. Only by a few weeks though. Then there Nickolaus, my boyfriend. I know some people probably thing I'm to young to have a boyfriend, but Hey, I'm almost 15 here. Sure now you think that he would get in my way of being a violin player, but nope wrong again. He's a violin player too. He always pushes me, even though I'm always the best in the class. He's 15. Blonde hair that got the side swoosh going on. He has bright blue eyes that light up when he hears me play. That perfect smile, that makes me smile. He's a person I can always count on.

Soon I'll be headed to the airport. I won't have a flight with any on my friends though. So which means I'm going to be sitting up in First Class all by myself. Which I'm actually used to now. I packed my last suit case. I had four suitcases with all my clothes in it. I had four violins that I was taking with me. Yes, four violins. Each one has there purpose. My very first one that was kinda beat up, if I went out on the streets and played. My two performance ones, and my one that I was plug into an amp and make some really cool sounds with. I had a bag filled with folders. The folders were filled with music, that I make pretty much memerized every song besides the new ones my mom gave me today. I had a small bag that I'm bringing onto the plane with me. It hold my song book that I wrote my own violin songs. My iPod, which was filled with violin and piano music. My wallet, that holded my money and the debt card I have that my mom puts  money on when I need it. Some chips incase I was hungry. I knew it was gonna be a long plane ride.

It was a long car drive until we got to the airport. My mom helped me get my bags and violins checked. Soon after that we had to go our different ways. My mom gave me a hug and a kiss on the forehead  and told me I would do great in England. I gave her a big smile and made my way to security.

After going to security, I found my way to where I was to sit and get on the plane.

After about a hour, I heard that my plane was being called. So I grabbed my carry on, and walked over to get my ticket checked. They handed me back my ticket and I went on my marry way. I walked onto the plane. I saw 5 boys sitting with a seat open right next to them. I checked my ticket. Yup, that was my seat. Now this is dentally gonna be a long ride.

I quietly walked over with my small carry on bag. There was a tall boy in my way. So I ask politely if he could move so I could get to my seat. He turned around, and right there I saw these green orbs staring at me. He quickly smiled at me. Oh my god, his smile was perfect. He had curly hair just like me, but his was brown and mine was red.