"Well, my teacher had a game to get to know each other. Everyone asks one person questions. Then you go to the next person, and the next. 'Till everyone has gone," I say.
"Seems fun," Liam says.
"You guys can ask me questions first."
"Okay. I'll ask the first question," Harry says. "How come your real name is Amber, but everyone calls you Rosie?"
"Um, the story goes, from my mother. That she had two names to choose from. Amber and Rosie, but she couldn't choose one. Amber Rose sounds fine, and Rose Amber doesn't. So she picked Amber Rose, but Amber isn't a British name. Like who cares? But anyways, whenever someone asked; she told them my name, but told them to call me Rosie. And that's the reason."
"That's very interesting," Liam comments.
"I'll go next," says perky Niall. "When's your birthday?"
"August 4th, 1994, making me 15."
"Now for me," Liam says. "What's your favorite video game?"
"Any Pokemon game."
"Cool," says Harry, Niall, and Liam.
"Okay. Louis, last but not least."
"I've got a good question. What do you look for in a boy?" He has a smug grin on his face.
"Well, a good personality, funny, nice, respects me, green eyes, dimples, and curly, brown hair. Oh, must be from Cheshire." I smile evilly at Louis.