"DIIIIING! DIIIIIIIIIING!""Ughh" I slowly rolled myself out of bed. It was 4:00 am. What am I doing out of bed so early? I walked into the kitchen and took a look at the calendar. Everyone was already up. "Sh*t! It's X-Factor tryouts today! How the hell could I forget?!" "I don't know. Maybe 'cause your retarted," My sister, Tyler laughed at me. Gosh she's annoying sometimes. But she's still my favorite sister. Maybe cuz she my only full blood sister. "Shut up!" I laughed. "Ladies break it up your both beautiful." My other sister Lottie said. "Go get dressed Lou!"
As we were heading out to the car as me and brother raced for out favorite seats, the two back seats. As we were driving for next 4 hours I fell asleep. I thought of all the memories this family has had. Then I began to think of the bad. How my first dad left. When my mom was 19, her and my dad had my brother and three years later had me. My mom and brother moved back to Doncaster while I lived with my dad in California. It was all well, until I was 5. My dad decided to leave and send me back to the UK with my mom and brother. When I got there I found out I had two more sisters, Lottie (Charlotte) and Fizzy (Felicity) and and new dad named Mark. He treated me as if I was his real child from then on so I called him "Daddy". Ever since I met my sisters, I was always jealous of them even though I loved them loads. I always thought they were prettier than me, which they were, but they always got the guys. They both had their first boyfriend when they were 13. But me? I hadn't had one until this year named Dylan. But let's not go there. My bestfriend Peyton was like a sister to me. Our mums were best friends. Peyton and I had everything I'm common it was like we were the same person. "WE ARE HERE!" My mother yelled.
I looked outside. There were hundreds of people! All of the sudden I got really nervous. We got out of the van and stood in line. Yes. Our whole family of 8. I front us was a curly haired boy. He looked about 16 and was about my height. Behind us was another boy with long straight hair who also looked about 16. Tyler could not keep her eyes of the blondie next to us though. He looked about 16 with blonde hair and blue eyes and not very tall.
Oh my gosh. I just saw the cutest blonde boy who looked around my age. He was about 5'7" with long blonde hair in blue eyes. "He's coming this way!" I thought myself. He got in line right next to us. I saw him keep looking over at me and smiling!
Oh gosh. Tyler is staring at the blondie next to us. As I kept looking over at them, he kept looking up and smiling. I grabbed Tyler's shoulder.
"I think that boy over there likes you!"
"No. I'm too ugly for him. He's gorgeous! I mean girl! Can I take him home with me?!"
"Oh god. You weirdo I love you. But seriously why wouldn't he be looking at you?! Your friking gorgeous!"
"Mmmmhmm. If you say so. Now I have to go back to staring. Buh bye." She rolled her eyes and smiled then turned back around.
"Contestant 155204 to the stage please. Hello there what is your name?"
"I'm Louis Tomlinson."
"Okay. You may begin."
I finished the song. I hope I did good.
I did it! My family looked so happy.