Hi. Remember what I said about from Chapter 5 and on being very long. Chapter 5 isn't very long and Chapter 6 either so it's from Chapter 7 and on. So this chapter is pretty short. To me is kinda like a filler chapter, but it also has information that help you understand the chapters. I think . . . maybe . . . no. Well, just read and tell me.
Sofia's POV
Why is my mind strangely bringing up memories of One Direction and I talking in a grocery store? I thought I didn't like grocery stores.
Wait, now I remember my mom forcing me to go to the grocery store with the rest of my family . . . Typical.
But I actually did meet One Direction. Not bad for a trip to the grocery store.
I told my mom the truth; requesting that if she received any phone calls from the boys, to let me know so that I could call them back.
Yeah . . . I'm that type of girl who has an honest relationship with her mom. Laugh all you want, it's not funny! She gives me advice and everything! She's all a daughter could ask for.
Well, I woke up and the first aroma that received me was the smell of English muffins! My favorite.
I headed towards the kitchen with a grin settling on my face.
"Good morning, Sof!" My mom said with a smile.
"Good morning, mom! I know this is like the infinite time I've told you this, but why is it that you don't want to apply to the Food Network? Is it because you're afraid Paula Deen would go bankrupt? Because your cooking is so good!" I said with a smile.
"You're bluffing!" My mom refused, her cheeks flaming a shade of crimson.
"No, I'm not. I promise you that if you entered one of those cooking competitions, you would win by a landslide." I commented as she gave me a small smile, not wanting to respond to my statement.
She just kept on blushing and cooking. By the time my mom finished, my dad and sister had already woken up.
"Yum! If I do say so myself, these are scrumptious!" My mom struggled to speak as she savored every single bite of her English muffin.
She was really enjoying it.
"No shiz, Sherlock!" I sarcastically chuckled.
My mom just glared at me. Then we got ready to head towards the One and Only Saatchi Gallery. It's a unique gallery and it's the first Point of Interest according to London. The paintings were so beautiful. I've seen pictures of the gallery, but it's nothing compared to this! It was absolutely mesmerizing.
We left and my mom's phone started ringing. She handed it to me and I saw the Caller ID: The Five Hottest People You'll Ever Know. Rolling my eyes playfully, I answered it.
Me: You've reached the number (778) 410-6214. Please leave a message after the BEP.
*BEP*
One Direction: Hi! We're One Direction.
Niall: And we were wondering if you would like to have a sleep-over at our complex tomorrow.
Harry: The sleep-over will be from tomorrow to Sunday. Two days being your whole stay.
Louis: No! Can Sofia stay for more?
Liam: Alright, Sofia, if you're parents let you; can you stay with us for the whole week starting Friday? If you can, that'll be better. Bye.
Me: No, don't hang up! That was just a prank!
Zayn: We already knew that. We could hear you breathing.
*He chuckled*
Me: Wow! You guys really are intelligent.
One Direction: Hey! That's offensive.
Me: Well, alright! I'll ask and if they let me, I'll call you back.
Louis: Got it, love.
One Direction: Bye, Sofia.
Me: Bye.
*hung up*
Now all I have to do is ask.
At the side is a photo of the Saatchi Gallery in London. I'm going to leave for a couple of hours because we have to do GROCERY SHOPPING! ;D I'm serious, though. So I'll keep updating when I come back. So for now, bye!
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