Serena Davidson leads two lives. At school, she's a morbidly obese, stupid, nerdy, bitchy, slutty, and a teacher's pet. But at home she's the scrawny vegetarian pushover. What would possess someone to wear a fat suit every day? And what happens when someone finds out?

I tapped my pen onto my desk with anticipation. Why did I deserve to meet One Direction? I stared at my lifeless paper. The question kept skipping through my mind like a broken record player. Why did I, Cher Marie Lovett, deserve to meet One Direction? Lots of ideas swirled my mind, but one caught my attention. Without thinking twice, I scribbled onto the paper, “So I can lick Liam Payne's abs.” I know what you're thinking. That's probably the dumbest reason ever. But, hey, it was 100 percent truthful and its not like they're gonna read it anyways. Pretty pleased with my idea from God, I skipped over to Mrs. Richards’ desk and slammed down my masterpiece. “I'm finished,” I smirked with a mouthful of victory. Little did I know that a simple, ‘I'm finished’ would be my biggest regret yet.

“Excuse me!” a woman called from behind us, and we all jumped out of the way as a nurse pushed another bed through the double doors. I caught a glimpse of bright red curls. “That was the donor,” Harry mumbled, “We were so lucky she heard on the radio that Liam needed a kidney donor. She didn’t even know if she would have the right kidney, but she came and got tested anyway. It was a perfect match.” “It was a miracle that we found someone so quickly,” Zayn told me as we made our way back to Liam’s room. “Yeah, she saved his life,” Niall murmured as we all sat back down in the chairs. “She deserves a thank you,” I said, more to myself than to the boys. “Well babe, she said the only way she’d donate her kidney is if we payed her $10,000 for it. I think that’s a good enough thank you,” Harry replied, putting his arm around my shoulders. “What?” I practically shouted, “She’s making y’all pay $10,000 to save Liam’s life?” Harry nodded, chuckling, “Yep.” “Who is this girl?” “I don’t know, she wouldn’t tell us her name.” “Couldn’t you get a family member to dona-” “We didn’t have time. We’re all the way in Florida. His parents and sisters would have had to jump on an eight hour flight, drive here, and then get tested to see if they had the right match. It would have taken too long. This girl’s our only hope,” Harry explained, playing with a piece of my hair. “Besides, $10,000 is nothing if it’s going to save Liam’s life,” Niall said, stretching out his legs and leaning his head back in the chair. He yawned and closed his eyes. “You’re right Niall. If it’s going to save Liam, then pay that freakin’ girl $10,000.”

Teagan Sky is in for a rough year. Her mother is being transfered to Tokyo for a year and she can't take Teagan with her. Not that Teagan woud go anyways. At 17 years old, she's old enough to take care of herself, but not old enough to stay home alone for a year. Nobody is willing to take in Teagan for a whole year, especially if they know her well. Trouble and mischeif follow her eveyrwhere. But sure enough, her mother finds a spot for her, with an old high school friend who owes her a few favours. Her son is 18, living solo, certainly has room for Teagan. But this son isn't a regular 18 year guy. He sells out tours in 11 minutes, he makes albums and he has millions twitter followers. Why? Because this 'son' is Harry Styles and he and his four friends are about to make this year unforgettable.