The future starts today, not to tomorrow....(TRANSLATE)

Prologue

    The more I wonder of all, the more I confirmed in the conviction that everything I do is shit and damn it gets me immediately. I mean, how else I can explain that I won't touch anything, I just to destroy it or wherever I was coming I am arrested? Exactly... I have very bad luck in life....

       Although I could gush optimism, because thanks to the fact that once again the cops caught me my  parents in the end become interested in his youngest daughter.... Oh no, sorry.  I'm not his daugter, if you know what I mean. Adopted me. When I have got..... 2 years?

      Contrary to what you're thinking, well remember my real parents and siblings. Even with one of them I keep in touch. You know the band One Direction? And that daft, dyed blonde with blue eyes? Yes, Niall Horan. And extacly he is my brother. Altough older than me about some fucking three years, about what doesn't give in any case he lets forget me. I hate him.
And now surely you ask whether I know the rest of that plaintive band. Of course.... A few years Horan dragged me to the hotel, when for some time they lived, and in that magical way I saw live the band, of  which the milions of girls over the world go crazy. Honestly? I have no clue what they see in them.
Going back to my damn stupid situation,  I just sit in a office and in front of me there is the women, who keeps eye at me. You know what it is annoying? And in a certain sense funny because every one of my slighest movement spans and reaches into handcuffs. Hahaha, normally I love to piss off a oldish policewomen.

For what this time I sit here? Well,  I gave to persuade my friends for a trip to the club. Yeees, I am minor but I didin't mind. A few hours later the police cars arrived to the club and began to search trough the club. I had the illegal evidence, so they rolled up me. And not just me. Ingird also hit here.

Who is Ingird? My best friend. When we are together always able to shove into some shit. It was the same now. She sat a few rooms away. She looked nice and quiet girl, but really she is a terrible bitch. She can good punch someone, and if someone comes her way...... good luck.

- Alison Evans?- At the sound of my name I raised my head and looked at the entering man. - Your parents are already. You can go home.
My parents. Pfff.........Niall already faster than they interest me. Knowing the life, my borther already knows everything, and probably only waiting for a good opportunity to snatch me. It's funny how the older sibling thinks they can control the younger. Sometimes it is quite the opposite.

I walked out of the room and from a distance I could see the tired face of my dad and confused mum. I didin't even look at them when I picked up my thngs from a police officer. Bag, house keys, phone and cigarettes. Leaving the police station, I felt like the atmosphere thickens around us. Hmmmm.... bet that in the car waiting for me sermon?

- What do you think?- dad got right to the point.- Dou you think that if we aren't at home all day, it's you all whore one can?! Oh not my young lady.... This time, you can't escape from responsibility. You're grounded for TV, computer, phone, and out of house, you understand?! You don't know how we had to be ashamed for you.....-Bla, bla, bla.... Constant saying daddy after leaving the police station. In earnest, never invented anything new, but repeated his speech that had me budge. And budge me. Only had the opposite effect from that intended. I turned off. I didn't have force to listen him. I preferred to close in the room and sleep.