We Need That 'One Thing'

#32 Lunch Direction

32 Lunch Direction 

WOW. That chapter title sounds so retarded... But I'm too lazy to think of anything else.

Before you read on, I just want to say...I had a piano concert, with my piano ensemble class, and I was playing this piece with this other girl, and everything was going well, my nerves were finally going away, and then...on the last note...I MESSED UP. THE. LAST. NOTE.

WHY ME?!

Anyways...40 reads!

This chapter is dedicated to Nargles because she made me a new cover WHICH I LOVE TO DEATH!

Thanks so much for the cover!

~Sonia :) 

P.S. I wrote this at 12:27 AM so please be considerate of my spelling errors, because I promised many people I would write it today but I got really held up.

THANKS FOR READING! Love you alllllll!!!!!!!!! 

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"ARGGHGHGHGHHHHH HOW LONG IS IT TAKING THEM?!" Sophie screamed, and started hitting her head on the table. "THERE'S ONLY THIRTY MINUTES LEFT OF LUNCH!!"

The girls were getting really impatient with the guys. They promised they would be here at the beginning of lunch but they were already half an hour late. They already did their math, and English homework, programed the guys' phone numbers into each other's phones, brainstormed a bit of ideas, but didn't come up with any, and they ate their lunch.

"WE'RE HERE!" Niall ran in, screaming without his accent. He was wearing big glasses, and his hair was pressed down and he looked like a blond Zayn from the X Factor days. Niall ran over to their table and said "Corniellius Bremsworth, at your service." He said, and bowed. Some kids at the other table who don't understand awesome weirdness looked over and rolled their eyes, continuing their conversations.

"HEY!" the girls chimed.

"Where's everyone else?" Skylar asked, standing up to greet him. "Oh...she knows?" Niall said, looking disappointed. "Yes...I know. What? Is that bad?" Skylar asked with an attitude. "No, not at all. I was just hoping you'd be...surprised..." he said, looking down at the floor.

"ANYWAYS...WHERE IS EVERYONE ELSE!?" Becka screamed in his face, looking like a phycotic giraffe.

"They're coming in sepertatly at different times so that no one gets suspicious about why 5 boys are coming in at the same time." Niall answers very calmly.

Then, Liam came in, wearing green contact lenses, and a black, long-haired wig. "Hey. Sorry. I had to pee, and we had this order that we were supposed to go in, and then i couldn't zip up my zipper an-" he was cut off by Skylar. "Save it."

About five minutes later, Louis and Harry came in, dressed like twins. They both had ginger wigs on, and they had freckles on their arms and nose. Harry had blue contacts, to match Louis' eyes, and they were both wearing striped shirts and colored pants. Louis with green stripes, Harry with blue stripes, and Louis with yellow pants, and Harry with red pants. They both had glasses on, which made them unrecognizable.

"OH MY GOD YOU GUYS LOOK LIKE RETARDS." Val spat out, trying to hold in the laughter. It was just way to funny to resist. She took out her iPhone 3Gs and started taking loads of pictures, the twins gladly posing for them. They all sat down, looking at the pictures, and while they were almost at the end, Zayn ran in, hood on his head, glasses on his face, quickly rushing to the table. "I FORGOT THE DISGUISE." Zayn looked at them with his big brown eyes, clearly full of fear. If he didn't get a disguise fast, this lunch was going to become a whole mob of kids trying to get their autograph, and trying to find out why The Neon Cupcakes were sitting with THE One Direction.