The Girl From New York

It started with a simple "Hello" and never even ended with a "Goodbye."

Walking down the street with my head down. I never loved the fact that I couldn't show my face in public. That so I am one of the girlfriends of One Direction. Did he even love me? Was he pretending to love me? No get these thought out of you're head! But I can't help but wonder...

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9. ~Chapter Six~

Stormy's POV

I wake up in my bed. The blanket covering me. Sounds of honking and yelling. Basic New York. I look at the clock. Its 12:07 so I've been out for at least 30 minutes or something like that. I get up and look around to see if my parents are still home. Nope! I grab all my stuff from earlier and walk out seeing my parents left me a note.

Stormy,

Sorry we left you. We had to get to work. I mean it is December and we want you to have a good Christmas! Be safe safe and... NO MORE FALLING! ;-)

Sincerely,

You're Parents

My parents love to add faces when they leave notes. I feel a smile creep up on my face as I think. Let's go Stormy, we got to go to dance class. Madam Ursella will be mad at me, but I'll have to tell her what happened. When I walk down the streets I think. 'My gosh, since I go to a Fine Arts School... The school year ends in three weeks!' I smile to myself realizing once thats over I can move out. Once I'm at the dance studio area, I quickly stretch and run to the group. "You're late." Madam Ursella says coldly. "Can I tell you what happened after class?" I ask "Fine but hurry hurry! To your place!"

Class has finally ended! Lately we have been working our butts off since our Dance Recital is in two days. Which is a Friday. As I walk up Christopher stops me. I smile "Hey babe! Something wrong?" He sighs and looks at me. "We need to talk." Uh oh, this is never good. I start to panic on the inside. "We need to... Break up." My face falls. The smile on my face has now gone on Kaitlyns face. "Wh-wh-why?!" I ask "I got offered a gig in Las Angeles." My eyes get glossy. Suck up the tears. Suck up the tears. No, need to let them see you cry. "Okay." I say and walk off. I walk to the gas station my dad works at. "Hey dad, can you take this home for me?" I ask him while handing him my bag. "Yeah sure thing honey!" I thank him and sprint off. Running not looking back. Next thing I now I'm in an ally. Destroying everything in sight.

"Are you alright love?"

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