Worth Fighting For [1D]

No one ever talks to Emma. She's the girl that sits in the back of the classroom, unseen and unheard. And she's fine with that. Until she wins a contest to get noticed by One Direction. everything changes when she becomes best friends with them, and maybe something more with a certain blue eyed, Irish blonde. Suddenly she's getting death threats from jealous, being bullied and cyberbullied, tormented by her peers. But is she worth fighting for?


2. I Won?

Emma's POV

I walked down to the office, frustrated that my day was going so badly. I wondered what on earth I had done to get called down to that evil place. Everyone knew the principal, Mrs. Jones, was a total bitch and liked seeing kids miserable. I wasn't a bad kid, so why did I deserve this? I got good grades, was on the honor roll, and didn't do drugs unlike most kids in this school. Why me? When I reached the office, I walked up to the secretary behind the desk. "I'm here for Mrs. Jones, I was called down into the office?" "Yes, dear, have a seat," the secretary said. "She'll be right with you." I obeyed and sat down in one of the hard chairs, getting bored and restless immediately. My eyes drifted to the bulletin board where announcements were posted.

Posted on the board was an advertisement of a contest that the school had thrown a while ago. Honor students (like me) were automatically eligible to enter. One Direction was visiting the school for an entire month to raise money for some school event or something. The winner got to sit with One Direction and have classes with them all month. I entered, of course, and was fangirling the whole time, but I didn't expect to win. Like really, why would I? Someone like McKenzie Foster was way more eligible since good things happened to her like constantly. One Direction was coming sometime soon, I didn't know exactly when. But they'd be bombarded by girls the moment they walked in, so I doubt they'd ever notice a loser girl like me.

"Miss Emma Springs, the principal would like to see you now," the secretary told me, snapping me out of my daze. I nodded and picked myself up out of the chair and walked back up to her office, knocking on the door. "Come in," I heard, so I opened the door. The principal was sitting at her desk, smiling at me. Well this was unusual. 

I smiled back, or at least tried to. "Welcome, Emma," Mrs. Jones said cheerfully. "It's nice to see you again."

"N-nice to see you too?" I stammered. I seriously thought I was in trouble...

"Have a seat," she told me, so I obeyed and sat in one of the chairs by her desk. 

"Um, why am I here?" I asked, squirming in my seat.

"I was just about to say that I think you were guessing the same thing," Mrs. Jones told me. I waited, tapping my foot on the carpeted floor nervously. What could be so important that she had to call me down to the office on the intercom in front of everybody? I didn't know. If I wasn't in trouble... maybe I won some type of award or something.

"Emma, do you remember that One Direction contest we had a while back?" the principal asked.

My eyes widened as something in my brain clicked. Could I have-- no, that was nearly impossible. 

"Y-yeah, I do," I stuttered. "Um, what are you trying to say?" 

"Well, we got the results back....," 

"Yes?" I squeaked, my heart hammering in my chest. 


Just get to the point, lady, I thought.

"Your name was drawn." 

I stood there motionless, my jaw dropped to the floor. Was this happening? "Is this a dream?" I asked myself, and I faintly heard the principal laugh. I couldn't believe it. "I won?" 

"You won. Congratulations, Miss Springs. You win a whole month to hang out with the members of One Direction!" 

"YES!!!" I shouted, pumping my fist in the air. Happiness filled inside of me until I felt like I could burst. I still couldn't believe it. I basically won One Direction for a whole month! 

Suddenly it didn't feel like the worst day ever after all. For once in my life, I actually felt complete.



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