Just One Step
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  • Parts 2
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  • Reads 66
  • Votes 12
  • Parts 2
  • Time 7m
Ongoing, First published Mar 02, 2014
She took one step forward onto the road despite my complaints not to. She didn't look both ways. I should've stopped her. I should have pulled her back. I could've have prevented it from happening. But instead I watched that truck run over my younger sister. And to think that it was all  just because of a stupid little poster stuck on a brick wall across the road, with 5 stupid boys on it. One Direction single handedly ruined my life without even realizing it.
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"Why do I have to go to school today?" I could hear my brother asking my mom. She responded to him by yelling, "Because you are not sick, you are not hurt, and you're just being lazy! Now get ready because you're gonna make your sister late!" He knew today was not a day to argue with my mother. Her car was broken into the night before and she had been on the phone with my father and police all night. My parents had been divorced since I was seven, but since my dad is a cop, she calls him whenever something happens to get advice on what to do. As 7:30 approached, I yelled at my brother, "Ryan are you ready yet? We have to go now!" He yelled back "I'm coming down right now!" Of course he wasn't down for another 3 or 4 minutes. On my way to school, I was speeding a bit because I knew that traffic was gonna be bad. It didn't help that I saw someone being pulled over just up ahead and everyone has to slow down when they pass by to see if they know them... "UGH! PEOPLE MOVE! IT'S NOT A BIG DEAL!" I have the worst road rage in the morning, and my brother told me to calm down, so instead of getting mad at him, I just turned my stereo on and blasted the same CD that had been in my car for the past 3 months, One Direction's Up All Night. My brother started screaming because One Direction is the only band I ever listen too. I just turned it up louder to drown him out. As soon as I heard Liam's voice come on, my mood was instantly changed for the better. While listening to the music I felt my phone buzz saying one of the boys had tweeted. I threw the phone at my brother and it was Harry tweeting, "Louis got pulled over in California again! Someone take his license!" I started laughing, but I didn't really think anything of it. That was until I came up to the car that was pulled over and saw the British license plate. Marisol's life is just about to be changed...for the better or the worst ?
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