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 that same day i did nothing but slouch around the house because i had no-one to boss me around to do exercise. i was also drained from the high intensity training i had done yesterday with nathan, so i thought i would need some rest in order to improve my sporting standards. it made sense. if nathan was here though, he would properly yell at me for slacking and give me a lecture about one second of resting would result to my stomach getting fatter and i would lose my abs that i had worked so hard on; abs into flabs. hell no. but nathan wasn't here. and i missed him. i was just praying he hadn't gone to tell my dad about my slacking. oh no.

speaking of him, the house phone rings now and the caller iD answers my question about my dad, as he's ringing. oh nathan, why did you have to rat me out for? gosh. i thought we were friends. friends don't snitch...

"h-hello?" i answer shakily, bracing myself for the worst.

"hello son, how is your training going?" always so straight to the damn point; that's my father. i hated that habit of his so much...

"uh, um. it's okay. going good-"

-"brilliant. well, just making sure you're not slacking. i want you to be absolutely ready for anything on your audition. this is your dream boarding school, you are made to be in it. work hard, play hard and over stress your body. pain is pleasure, i promise. all the hard work you're doing is worth it."  how would he know that though? for all i know, my dad had the goal of helping civilians around him because he used to grow up in a real rough part of town, where crime and violence was really bad. that's why my dad is so tough now, he knows what the world is life and doesn't want me to live in a fairytale that there is a happily ever after nor things'll just be given to you. you need to work for every little thing. there will always be some competition.

"of course dad, i won't let you down." that's all he wanted to here, as he next tells me that he's working late so the bonding dinner we had planned was canceled... again. i don't care. i need to just exercise so hard.

i need to make him proud.


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when the day of the audition arrived, that was the day nathan finally showed up as well. it's amazing when i need him the most he's there, it's when i'm really a nervous wreck that is a mess inside, that's when he comes. i love that, honestly.

he embraces me into a bro hug, and i cry on his shoulder until he holds me by the shoulders and slaps me to shut me up. it's his way of telling me to man up. "i'm rooting for you." he tells me with a serious look in his greeny grey eyes. i gulp at this. tension rises.

when the announcer calls my name, i whip the excess sweat from my palms onto my shorts and make my way to the stage with massive pool in the middle of it. i have to show my speciality.

"hello, my name is liam payne and my specialist sport is 20 😱lengths in one minute and also to hold my breathe under water for one minute." the crowd gasps as if they've never heard of something so bizarre. but i have to push myself to achieve that goal. despite me never actually ever getting to thirty lengths. i am always one away. close though?

i take a deep breath and look into to the crowd to see nathan, but he isn't there. oh gee thanks bud. leaving me alone again, so fab.

i climb into the warm water closing my eyes and picturing myself with gills and a tail so this would be a lot easier, once this idea was in my head, i kick off from the wall and front stroke as fast as my body will allow me to. i don't know how many i'm on, until there's the countdown from the crowd that i can hear around me.

"10-9-8-7-6-5-"

i'm swimming faster and faster and my adrenaline is pumping, i feel as if i'm flying across the water if that is even possible. it's like my body is controlling itself because as the time gets to three seconds left, i'm done.

i then, despite being so exhausted, plunge myself at the bottom of the swimming pool and stay down as long as possible. seconds go by quickly, but my eyesight is really going hazy. that was until i saw nathan yelling at me through the water. he's beside me, screaming- however it wasn't at all audible. i can just imagine though what he was saying and it wouldn't be nice things. i would be in hell practically if i give up before the minute was over. put to shame.

it was nice and quiet down here.

when my head was spinning and the view of nathan was flickering i had to push from the bottom of the pool to the surface. around me were people with shocked faces, people were so overwhelmed to see me for some reason but i didn't understand why. until i looked at the clock.

three minutes had gone.

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i thought i would be famous once i started that boarding school for such an amazing achievement, bur everyone was so into their own things or their room mates, that they didn't give a flying fish about anyone else. almost as if it was every man for himself. oh.

i'm happy to say that nathan was proud of me, that for the next week after the swimming amazing show, he allowed me to rest. i needed that rest. once i got my letter of acceptance however, he began to over work me once more but i will never forget that wonderful week of rest. i loved it.

"so what's your name and where are you from again?" i questioned my room mate who was hanging up a poster of michael jackson next to some hockey stars poster. i don't watch hockey but it's sure fun to play.

"justin drew bieber and stratford in canada. and yourself?" the fringed haired boy that reminds me so much of nathan, asks me after hanging up the poster. he was shorter then me by an inch, and was also wasn't as built as me. i could just sense nathan tutting at this guy, and questioning him over how he even got into a school like this if he looked pretty much so weak.

"oh okay, liam james payne and wolverhampton in england." i tell him. i decided to test this theory in my head about why he was here in this school. i randomly tossed him a soft ball that was on my bed, ready for rugby practice later on today as a 'bonding' activity between all the guys here. he caught it without any sort of flinching. when he throws it back, i don't flinch either. maybe he does belong here then. oops. stop judging others gosh.

"i love sports so much, my mum always told me i've got good reflex so that helps in game situations, as well very exceptional hand eye co-ordination." justin tells me as if he's bragging, but sometimes a guy gotta brag to get respect.

and he's certainly got mines.


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that night after an intense, sweaty game of such an amazing sport that helps because of my muscular build, i was bored in bed and our room had each 30 minutes limited wifi each day. i decided i should use it. justin had already used his to talk to his mother and step siblings on skype. it was cute to be there to watch, but also sad... in a way. i knew i couldn't skype my dad because first of all he's so old fashioned he wouldn't know how to put the computer on. however he can use a smart phone, which is a good skill i've taught him. so i decided to send him a message on facebook. nobody had left me a message in my inbox, which was disappointing... especially seeing that danielle still hadn't messaged me back, gosh this girl is driving me insane. i decided to distract myself with typing my father a long ass message.

"hey dad, how are you? school's great. just as i had planned really. you would love the campus and the food, the people are okay as well. no one you need to beat up. the staff were impressed with my audition, and well everything else is awesome. missing you though, and nathan. tell him he can visit me, i have space in my king sized bed. we can share if he wants, i won't tell anyone and my room mate is really nice. then again he is canadian so what do you expect? haha. take care dad, see you soon. your loving son; liam :)."

i logged out of facebook because it was boring, just liking people's stuff on my news feed but not getting anything in return. oh well. so what if i'm not that popular, this school can change that. i just know it.

i still had twenty minutes free wifi left to kill, so when people are lonely what do they do? go on omgele to talk to strangers without the threat of these people finding who you are and stalking you; mainly because you can leave the one to one chat whenever and there is no personal details whatsoever. everything is basically private.

[new chat] [you are now talking s stranger, say hi!] [stranger is typing]

Stranger: asl
You: 16, male, england
[stranger has left chat]

this happens mulitaple times mainly because they're all men seeking for women to be friends with or have a good time with. i don't even mind the gender as long as not bored or lonely.

after ten minutes i find someone.

You: hey. you okay?

Stranger: hi, finally someone who doesn't care about asl haha i'm ok and are you

You: ikr its damn annoying like i just want someone to talk to gosh, and im alright thanks using up free wifi haha

Stranger: yep defo, lol oh good aha fun why is it free

You: because i'm at my boarding school and we have thirty minute free wifi everyday :)

Stranger: aw sucks you're in boarding school. parents must hate you eh

You: uh no i chose this place. it specialises in sports :)

Stranger: ok boss that sounds ok

You: so what you doing?

Stranger: talking to you lol and attempting to block out the noise of my younger step brother pounding the living daylights out of some random chic next door.

Stranger: you

You: ummm kinda didn't want to know the details haha oh poor you, and i'm just bored really

Stranger: yep yep oh so am i being used because your bored and having nothing else to do but pretend to engage in a conversation with me for half an hour

You: haha no of course not, more like 10 minutes now ;)

Stranger: oh but we're such good friends we've talked about my brothers super loud orgasm that could be heard from neptune gosh

You: tmi darling tmi, and ikr i have enjoyed talking to you as well miss stranger or mr stranger

Stranger: lol it's miss. and my name is mae"

You: nice to meet you mae, i'm james"

Stranger: you too james do you have kik

You: yep, my add is @aquaboy3

Stranger: lol was aquaboy1 and aquaboy2 taken then, and i've added you

[you've now disconnected chat]

the reason why i told her my name was janes was because of my middle name and i liked the idea of mystery. so what if i'm not completely honest, i just want someone to talk to okay gosh.

i logged onto my kik app on my phone and realised i had two minutes free wifi left. there was one new chat from @fashionista101 i presume that it's mae, mainly because the message says. 'Hi, it's mae x'

i smile and quickly manage to type a message before the wifi shuts off. when it says [d] it means the message was sent and delivered to the other person's account and if it says [r] it means the message was read.

"hey mae, hope to make your day, by being the first to say, your beautiful x" [d]

simple but effective.

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