Lost Kids (a.i.)

six

I don't get pretty flowers just sittin' around.

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WENDY'S POV

Sunday morning I "awoke" suddenly to loud yelling inside the house. I was very surprised because of the soft stirring yesterday. My feet patterned on the porch as the door creaked open. The four boys scurried throughout the house rapidly, like mice.

I kept my distance in the music room. Finally the sounds of their feet on the wooden floor died down. The boys huddled into view of a laptop. Calum's fingers tapped a the keys.

After the events of yesterday afternoon crept on my mind, I decided on not asking about their business. They had returned home at 3 and they awkwardly avoided me. Even Michael who had been to confident with talking with me just hours before they had left for lunch that day.

I secured that I was unseen and fixed myself a seat on the edge of the couch they sat at. The boys spoke fast and I could barely understand their conversation.

From what I could see on the screen of the laptop what the image of them reflected. Comments rolling in one by one.

"They can see us!" Michael announces to the group, looking up from his phone.

"Yay! Okay hey you guys! How are you?" Ashton cheers, his accent dragging out the words. I couldn't quiet figure out what they were doing.

So I continued to sit in my cross-cross position, enjoying to listen to the way the boys soothing words swayed out of their mouths.

CALUM'S POV:

On Sunday Luke woke me up for the twit-cam we had planned. I wasn't quiet used to the time zone change, and I would have rather slept in a little later than 10, but I'd never want to disappoint the fans.

When I trudged down the stairs Michael and Luke say on the coach in the living room, the computer set up on the coffee table. I could hear Ashton shuffling around in the kitchen.

"Hey Cal, can you help us with this?" Michael yawns, his hand gesturing to the computer.

"Yeah." I groan, clearing my throat for morning voice. I kneeled at the table and began to type at the thing. It slowly began to load and I wasn't going to just sit and wait on it, so I got up and headed over to the kitchen. I popped two slices of toast into the toaster and began to brew a cup of coffee. The others walked around the lichen, preparing a small breakfast for themselves. The toaster piped the two pieces out and I wrapped my hands around the warm mug. I quickly ate just in time to get a good spot for the twit-cam.

"They can see us!" Michael announced after checking his twitter.

"Yay! Okay hey guys! How are you?" Ash cheers and greets the fans like always.

"So we are doing a twit-cam because as you might be able to tell the setting is different than the UK home. We are actually in LA for a little to write and record songs for the album. That should be out SOON!" Ashton counties to talk as I daze off.

I glance over to my left and a little indentation sat at the end of the couch from where Wen sat yesterday morning. We hadn't spoken to her after lunch yesterday. It wasn't like we found out a dirty secret. Reality hit us that she was actually dead and not a creep hanging out at the house.

I kind of liked her and missed her, although I have know her for very little time. She was just a likeble person. I liked the way she didn't dress like all the other girls I hung out with. The girls I hung out with dressed like us. Wen, she wore colorful dresses and looser pants. I missed having her around, I wonder where she went.

I turn to Michael who seemed like he knew the most about her. "Hey Michael. Where do you think Wendy goes when she disappears?" I whisper to him. Suddenly just on cue, I can see her reflection in the camera of the computer. She stands right behind us, sneaking away. Her waves of hair held back by a flower she probably found in the garden outside. Today she wore a white dress, no shoes. The feed on the twit-cam began to blow up. This was going to be a tough one to explain to the fans.

The rest of the boys turn to her where she's frozen behind us. I knew I had to save this fast.

"Guys, this is our friend from next door, uh... Sage." I smile to the camera. I made up a name quickly so if they happened to look her up, they wouldn't find anything about her death.

"Hello, I'm Sage." She waves nervously. "I've got to go back home next door." She lies and starts to make her way out of the living room.

"I'll be right back, I'll show her home." I jump up and meet her at the door of the living room.

"Sage?" She laughs sarcastically, but quiet enough so the others can't hear.

"I don't want the fans to look you up and find out you died three years ago. That would be quiet the surprise wouldn't it?" I chuckle back in response, pushing some hair put of the view of my eyes.

"I guess so. So what are you guys doing on that laptop of yours?" Wen looks down at her bare feet and giggles.

"It's called a twit-cam or a Livestream. Kinda like a live youtube video. You know what a YouTube video is right?"

"Yes, I haven't been dead that long. Well you should get back to your precious "Twit-Cam" I have somethings I need to do anyway." She mumbles.

"Do you really Ghost girl?"

"Yes, I have to water the plants out back. Today's hot out, I don't get pretty flowers just sittin' around."

"Okay then! I'll see you afterwards!" I shoot at her and she heads to the kitchen for the water for the plants.

I sit back down with the boys and smile as we finish the twit-cam up.

{hey guys, midnight update. Have you ever watched American Horror story? First off I did NOT get ideas from there (I had a dream and I was like that would be a cool story!) but in season 3 there's a character named Misty, Wendy is a little like her. Not totally but a little. And I will show my southern side in this fanfiction through Wendy. See how she said sittin' not sitting yeah... Stuff like that.

This story almost has 100 reads! Pretty exciting! Concert in a week!

QOTD: what's your favorite TV show?

I love American Horror Story, so excited for 4th season. And Once Upon a Time, again so excited for 4th season but I miss the premier for my concert.

Love you lots

Xoxox Sadie Rose}