I woke up Tuesday and fiddled for my iPhone to turn off my alarm. I got out of bed and pulled on my bathrobe. I slipped on my gray slippers and slumped into the hallway, addressed by my step-dad. "Ready to go to work?" He said. He owned an arena and I was a cleaner there. Waking up at 4:15 meant that you had a important job, well not in my case. I turned to face the bathroom door but stopped as a thought came to mind. "Can I bring my Guitar today?" I said, fiddling with the doorknob. "You're going to need it."He nodded, wincing at me punching him in his arm playfully. I closed the door behind me, picking up my dark purple toothbrush. My phone vibrated on the marble counter as the foam builded up in my mouth. I spit out the foam and picked up my phone, sliding to accept. "HEY MATE!" My best friend, Imogen, said. "Hey, what has you so cheered up?" I said, clueless. "The fact that you're going to be meeting one direction!" Imogen said, snapping me back to reality. I squealed. I finished brushing my teeth, washing my face and ran back to my room. I pulled out my ripped up "Why?" Shirt with some black leggings. I picked up my purple case and pulled on some black flats. I got my purple earphones and walked down the spiral staircase, stepping into the waft of chocolate chip pancakes. I pulled up to the stool and picked up my Gucci bag and took 3 pancakes into the living room. I turned on the Smart TV and watched SpongeBob until my stepdad was ready.
We pulled up into the arena and I plugged in my earphones, turning on "She Looks So Perfect" by 5 Seconds of Summer. I was addressed by Adrianna, the perky ticket scanner. "Hey Adri...." I said, plastering on a fake smile. I walked passed her, waiting for no response and hung my coat up in the Staff Lounges. I never go in there, too many adults even though I'm 18. I walked out the room, muttering the words to Lorde's "Yellow Flicker Beat." I double-checked the dressing room, picking up mini- Hershey kisses wrappers from after Taylor Swift's concert and we were hanging backstage. A man came trudging down to the room, a black suit tightly fitting his muscular body and his sunglasses hopping up and down as if he were doing jumping jacks. "Hello, are you security?" I said, questioning look in my eyes. "Yes, Paul.... Paul Higgins." he said, taking off his sunglasses. "Oh, Diana Drews." I said, holding out my hand. He took it firmly and I shook, wincing at the pain. "You're the new guitarist!" He said, snapping to depth. "Wait----huh?" I said, confused. "Yeah, you kn--------" he stopped. He realized I didn't know. He fiddled with his fingers and laughed. "Well, I said nothing." He shushed his self and walked away. I took my case from out the room. The case seemed as if it was yearning for me to open it. I gave in and opened it. A glistening letter popped out. 'I know Paul told you but I have a surprise for you on the balcony.' the note said, neatly-written.
After walking up to the balcony, I walked into my stepdad. "You wanted to see me?" I said,nonchalant. "Yeah...... Boys come out now." He said. 5 boys walked out and I automatically knew who they where. But they didn't have smiles----they were frowning. "Hi.... I'm---" I stopped. "We know...we know, Diana Drews." Harry said. "Well, I wouldn't say it like that, pervert." I snapped back, folding my arms and rolling my eyes. The boys laughed but quieted when Harry gave them a deadly look. "Anyway, Di..... They leave tomorrow so, you can take off early to pack." My stepfather hesitated.
After I packed a lot of purple stuff, my hair dyes and my cigarettes. I took off down to my moms room to tell her about the trip. "Hey mom, I miss you." I said, sucking up first. "Hey sweetie," she said, putting down her parenting book. "You got something to tell me?" She said, a concerned look. "Yeah, um I'm going on one direction's "Four" tour." I stiffened. "Oh wow! Di! Good Luck." She said, clapping her hands with delight. "Well ok." I said, walking out. "Wait," she said. "Give me a long kiss and hug if you never come back." She smiled. "Oh mom, I love you." I said, collapsing into her bed. I fell asleep lightly in her arms, hearing her chuckle as she read.
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Not the only one. (1D FANFIC) Book One.
FanfictionDaeyannah gets a job as a guitarist for the one and only One Direction. But instead of focusing on her guitars she goes throughout it inside of lies, sex and illegal drugs. Can she survive without being arrested or pregnant?