Adopted by One Direction

Hello From America

I had no memory of falling asleep, but the next time I opened my eyes, it was because someone was shaking me. "Passion!" It was Falyn. "Wake up, we gotta go down for breakfast!" Tiredly, I got out of bed, rubbing my eyes. "Wh- were you crying?" Callie asked uncertainly. What? I looked at my reflection in my mirror. There were tearstains on my face. I must've cried myself to sleep last night. Well, that figures. "I'm alright," I reassured Callie. "Just hayfever." "There are no plants in here." Emery pointed out. "Fine. I miss my family." I admitted defeat. Emery was just too observant. "I know that feeling," Madilyn said, giving me a hug. "I sometimes miss my family too, but you'll get used to it." I changed into this, and we went down to the cafeteria again. This time the table was filled with bacon and eggs, oatmeal, bread and lots more. Since it was Saturday and we didn't have a specific timetable, we could just start eating whenever we liked.

"What do you wanna do later?" Emery asked, already starting on her bacon. "Just whatever you guys normally do, I guess." It seemed like the four of them had assumed me to be their friend, which was quite nice, but a weird experience for me. No one ever liked me (except Lily, of course), but now there were four girls clamouring to be my friend. "Well, we usually do our homework by the lake, then in the afternoon if we've finished our schoolwork, we'd probably just hang out." "Sounds good." After breakfast, we went back to our room to get stuff to do. The other girls got their homework, but since I didn't have any, I brought my notebook, planning to write down whatever came into my mind later. We went to a big oak tree almost similar to the one back home and sat under its shade facing the sea. "Nice place for doing homework," I commented. It did feel nice. The sun was shining down on us softly, while the windswept passed us in a gentle manner. You could hear the sound of the waves accompanied by birds and rustling when you flipped the page in a book. It was so relaxing, yet you could still do your homework in concentration. "Yeah. It's better than being stuck in your room." Falyn said. She opened up her books and started writing notes. I opened up my notebook and twiddled my pen idly, thinking of something to write about.

"Sorry to interrupt," I said to Madilyn who seemed to be doing some math, then asked her something completely irrelevant. "But if you were on a date with Harry, where would it be?" "Oh, that's a nice question!" She replied, looking up from her math's. "I think I would like a romantic dinner with all the candles and stuff. That would be so awesome!" "Ok." I started writing in my notebook. After half an hour, I gave my notebook to Madilyn. "Here you do. I did an image, but it ended up more like a short story" Madilyn read it with interest, and a bright smile appeared on her face after she finished. "This is so romantic!" She sighed, looking into the distance with a dreamy expression. "I loved it! You're such a good writer, Passion! It's so sweet and you really captured Harry's personality." I grinned. "Thanks, Mad, means a lot." Yeah, I guess I did capture Harry's personality well. Since I lived with him. "Ooh, Can I see?" Callie asked, reading it to. Then she passed it to Emery and Falyn, who both can read it. "That is so good! Can you write one for me?" I agreed to have three more imagines ready for them by the time they finished their homework, so they continued with their math's while I fired up my imagination and set to work. Only it didn't require much imagination. I could just picture what the boys would do if they were on a date. And in some way, writing about them was making me miss them less. Weird but true. "Finally! I'm done!" Emery threw her textbooks on the grass next to her and stretched. "So am I." I let her see the Louis imagine I wrote. "I can actually see him doing that! It's like exactly what he would do if the situation was like that. This is awesome, Passion!"

For another hour, we sat there, studying, writing and basically just soaking up the sun. The atmosphere was so relaxed, unlike the hectic life at the One Direction household where life consisted of not being late to go to an interview, remembering the concert dates and school. "Yay, I'm done with my History," Callie said, closing her books and looking at her watch. "It's 12, we can go for lunch." We put our stuff back into our room, then had lunch. "Want us to give you a tour around here? We're more informative than that map, and we've got nothing to do anyway." "Sure! Thanks, guys." We started the tour from the front door. "On your left is the hall and staff rooms, right are classrooms, and if you go straight down that corridor, you'll see staircases which lead to the dormitories." I nodded. "Is there a library or something?" "Yup. Libary this way." We turned right, went up a few floors, then turned into a few more seemingly identical corridors, until I finally gave up memorizing the way and just followed them.