No one understands. No one understands why I can't stand the band everyone loves. No one understands why when their music comes on the radio, my eyes tear up, I cover my ears, and beg for someone to change the channel. No one understands my feelings towards the ever so famous "One Direction"
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know what your thinking. "Oh my God, she hates One Direction! What's wrong with her?!" "What a freak! How could you hate them, they're perfect!!" Yes. I get it. I am a freak who hates the "perfect" five boys that ruined my life. Crap. I said too much.. no one understands, but I don't want them to. I don't want to re-live the terrible things that happened... Crap! I need to shut up. But like I said, no one understands. Especially not you.
I'm Emili, the boyband hating, senior at West Point High. I guess the "boyband hating" part shouldn't really be part of my title, but when people see my shock of bright blue eyes that contrast with my long wavy brown hair that's down to my waist, they know exactly who I am.
"Theres that girl that hates One Direction. You know, the one that yelled at them until Niall broke down?" Yeah. That's how people remember me. Not the best way to be introduced to new people but hey... What happens, happens.
Speaking of people, there's Leah. I would run up and hug her, but someone is pointing at me amd whispering, I don't want them to add Leah into my mess. So, I casually walk up besides her in the crowded hallway. "Hey Leah!" I blurted, a little too loud. Two more people turned around and recognized me. Whispering...pointing...ugh. "Oh, hey Em! Are you doing alright? I mean...with all this?" "Yeah.. The whole whispering thing isn't fun for me, but it's nothing I can't handle." I whispered, trying to hide how upset I really was. The school year just started, and I wasn't handling all the attention very well. "Well I'm glad you're doing good! Still on for tomorrow right?" Said Leah, a half smile on her face. Tomorrow was a much needed girl's night, one that has been post-poned for weeks now. "Yes, for sure. I have to get to class, see you around!" And I was off to class, losing Leah in the crowded hall.
School is finally out, yes. I walk out of the building that I despise so much, one that used to be my favorite place. I get to go home at last... I hopped in my car and drove the 5 miles to my boring, average sized, neighborhood home. Home is home no matter how...boring. Right? I yell out to my Mom that I'm home once I'm inside. No response.
Oh great... No homework, no Mom... How am I going to stop myself from thinking about what happened over the summer? I can't think about it... But... But.........
It hurts so bad. The thought of him. Of them. I can't help but recall.....
The summer that changed
who I am.
****Hey guys, so this is my first ever fanfic, and I'm 100% that isn't going to be very good... But you have to start somewhere right? Help me learn how to do this by suggesting things, or telling me things to change. Sorry, this is kinda a work in progress, but I hope you like it! Leave a comment please!!
-Jenna****
