The Writer Girl

Do I have some gossip for you!
I guess you could call me an English Gossip Girl, with a taste for something much more delightful.
One Direction, and maybe a few Populastics at one certain Girl Boarding School.
Maybe you don't give a hoot at what I'm going on about, but when you meet five fabulous boys, and 5 Gossip-full girls, you REALLY wanna see the fireworks explode...

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14. Just One Place...

"There's only one more place to look."

Missy glanced at Maria and Jude, then back to One Direction. Zayn and Harry groaned.

"More walking? We've looked everywhere, surely?" Zayn complained.

"Not the roof. The back staircase is over there. Come on, it's ten to twelve!"

Missy ran on ahead with Maria, but Jude struggled to keep up with her heels and long dress.

"Ditch the shoes" Niall whispered helpfully, and she passed them to him.

"Don't get any ideas with the dress, Horan."

Niall laughed and held up the shoes, waving them in front of her face.

"I have all I need"

"Eww, what, do you have a foot...fetish?"

Niall shook his head, and nodded towards the staircase.

"Nine minutes, Hemworth."

She rolled her eyes and lifted her dress high enough for her to run, and raced after the others.

"Maria, Missy, slow down!" she called, as she climbed the stairs. She could hear their footsteps pounding all the way up, until they all reached the top. The door was locked.

"She can't be up here. She wouldn't be able to get hold of the key" Jude puffed, trying to reclaim her breath.

"Lydia's part of the football team, she has the keys to the changing rooms and football storage."

After three, Missy, Maria and Jude all shoved their weight against the door, until it came crashing down. A figure stood at the edge of the building. She spun round to face them, only to have the mask she wore cover her face. She wore a pale blue dress and dark blue mask.

"I see you found me, then. Shame you don't know who I am."

Missy recognised the voice, but it wasn't clear enough for her to remember fully.

"Three against one, WriterGirl."

TheWriterGirl laughed coldly.

Suddenly, she whipped out her phone, and sent something out.

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