The bus jolted beneath me causing me to lose my balance and get flung into the seat in front of me. Rubbing my nose I leant back in my seat, shooting a glare that the bus driver missed as he was too busy staring at himself in the review mirror. I rolled my eyes and turned my attention back out the window. Rolling beaches stretched as far as I could see, pristine white sand slowly delving into crystal blue waters. Sighing I bent over reaching for my notebook, nearly ramming my head again as we flew over another speed hump, and curled into a ball against the window. Flicking slowly through the pages of music, notes strewn all over, I smiled at the thought of my twelve year old self humming out keys to find a tune I could put lyrics to. I began humming my latest entry, it was a sorrowful tune filled sadness and hope for the future. I tilted my head and started on the lyrics.
Slowly sing into the night
Why continue to fight?
The battle has been won
You've fallen, fallen
Cry those silent tears
As the pain sears
Nothing left to sing for
You've fallen, fallen
Lie down my down my dear
In the fields of ash and bone
Cry one last tear
As you wonder alone...
My thoughts snapped back to the present as the bus screeched to a stop suddenly. I scrawled down the lyrics and slipped the book back in my bag, peeping out the window to get a good look at why we stopped. A roo was on the road. No biggie, I came from the bush, out there you couldn't drive a k without stopping. Course the bus driver was acting like the roo had grown to heads. I unclipped my seatbelt and slid from my chair as screams built up at the back of the bus. Ah, why did it have to be me stuck with these mindless c-cups. I rolled my eyes, a habit it seemed was growing, as I made my way to the driver who had gone pale.
"You a Pom?" I asked the guy. He nodded slowly still watching the boomer as it shifted back and forth, causing a small cloud of dust to rise up. I leaned over the driver and tooted the horn, instructing the driver to rev the engine. He did as he was told and together we caused a noise loud enough that I was sure it could be heard in England. The startled roo bounded off into the bush and I began shuffling back down the bus. I stopped when I reached my isle finding it occupied. A tall brunette was sitting where I had been moments ago. Make matters worse, she had my music collage, as I called it, open in her lap as she scanned the pages thumbing through slowly. Thinking I had the element of surprise I pounced on the book only to find it wasn't where I had grabbed at. Frowning I reached for it again, not quite reaching the book. I felt like I was wearing a pair of drunk glasses, the type you put on and have to attempt walking in a strait line while wearing them, it was always impossible to do so. Yeah well the book moving from under my hand made me wonder if someone had spiked my coke. I opened my mouth to ask what the f**k she was doing when she began speaking, softly so I had to strain my ears to hear.
"Hi, I am Jessica, I think your music is brilliant, you should close your mouth it's unattractive, I am 17 and am here against my will" she paused briefly after that word vomit before asking, "how bout you?"
I had to smile. That performance was Oscar worthy. I honestly thought that if she managed to speak faster than that she would dislocate her jaw.
"I am Lola, I am also here against my will, I am 17, my mother had me tested to see if I was crazy when I was 7, she chose not to discuss the answer so I just assume I am, I really hate it when people sit where I was sitting and if someone would dare look through my music collage book they should watch their back because the reason my mental health was checked was because I beat someone up over a sandwich" at that I sighed, "I didn't expect them to understand how delicious it tasted" at this last part I faked a tear.
I thought my performance would get her to leave, but she just shoved over and made room for me.
During the next three hours Jess and I talked constantly. Mainly about why we were here. Here was a bus, traveling at 20ks over the speed limit may I add, on the way to the biggest boy band today. That's right One Direction. Your probably assuming its a concert and we are all fangirls, but no it's so much worse than that. We, as in the rest of the bus and I, are the girls set to shoot in the latest One Direction album. Yay. If you couldn't quite catch the sarcasm there I thought I might just point it out.
Sorry directioners, which, it appears, is almost all of these girls. Bar Jess and I, of course. Jess is here because otherwise she would be spending her summer with a drunk stepdad and four idiot step brothers. Where as I on the other hand, was more than happy with my home situation. I loved studying music and performing my music at the small bar my father owned. As well as the other 150 or so bars he owned nation wide. Hey never said we were well off. After mum died dad remarried to Venus. The evil witch in my story. Almost 20 years younger than dad, their marriage was unexpected to say the least. I chose just to ignore her usually, but it was hard when she was usually pinned to my father, and despite dad remarrying to an evil bitch, I still loved him. Stupid, since that devil worked her way not our lives she had him believing all sorts of shit. The reason we had less money than we should was her alcohol problem. Dad was too nice, assuming that he could help her. Think again. She was the one who insisted that I loved music so much and that this would help me in my aspirations. Little strong coming from the one who ordered kegs of beer and had the local pub on speed dial, whilst trying shake her problem of course. I clenched my fists at the thought of her and returned my thoughts to Jess.
"I love music as well, so it was a nice compromise..." I stopped paying attention again and actually looked at Jess. She was tall but still not quite my height, with long straight brown hair. Her face was pretty with a perky nose, pale skin, a light smattering of freckles and high cheekbones. Her body was skinny with curves, though admittedly not as large as some of the push-ups behind us. She had a great fashion sense too. She was wearing an oversized grey-green singlet with a white peace sign that looked sprayed on and a pair of track pants. I glanced at my outfit. A white singlet with my mascara runs faster than you written on it and a paint of greeny blue short shorts. I let my golden hair hide my face and stared at my converse. My hair wasn't blonde gold, and it was red, as some have thought, but a mix of all three which glistens in the sun and really does look like spun gold. My eyes were green, not vibrant green, mud green, and my face, while blemish less wasn't that special. It was accentuated and I had lovely cheek bones, but it wasn't gorgeous. My body was skinny and curvy, it was a requirement I guess, but again nothing special really. I doubted I would actually get a scene. I leant back in the bus seat and started singing one of my songs quietly. I was so lost in the music and making improvements I didn't notice the platinum blonde until she was standing over me. Her eyes were narrowed and she had that look that screamed bitchattack, she looked me up and down before saying, "so much as look at any of my boys and you'll lose an eye". I didn't doubt it either.
I sighed at the same time as Jess. "Why would he say that to me? I mean do I look like I'd score a guy?" I just rolled my eyes again and frowned. Ahh, bitches, aren't they lovely?
"Your beautiful, Lola, seriously. Your different and I guess she just didn't know how to react to such new competition."
"I don't like One Direction so she can continue taking dibs, I was forced to be here remember?"
She sighed and so I didn't push it. When will this ride end?
Hey my names Lola and I have never actually written a fanfic, but I love reading them so I gave it a shot. Unless I have 10 votes and 20 reads I won't update.
I love 1Ds music but I am not a directioner so if I get facts wrong I wouldn't know cause I don't stalk them. Pls vomment
Mix between vote and comment, it's not mine though its _Just_Niki's check out her fanfic and also when everything disappears. It's so sad nearly made me cry.
Recommended songs
People help the people by birdy
Small bump by Ed sheeran
Battle scars by guy Sebastian
Chasing the sun by the wanted
Also if you aren't an ausy check out Bella feraro singing that's what makes you beautiful
One direction songs:
Forever young and more than this
Love you 😄
