The President's Daughter

When the President of the United States invites the one and only One Direction to the White House to perform for his 10-year old Brooke, will one of them fall for Brooke’s older sister Kendall? Will Kendall feel the same?

(P.S The President’s name is changed because of his privacy and it’s fiction so… yeah!)


3. Meeting The Boys

           I walked past my Dad’s office and he was on the phone. I passed my Mom in the hallway and she was talking to herself about today’s game plan. I skipped back to my room and swung the door open. I hopped onto my bed and turned on one of my favorite movies, ‘Safe Haven.’ I grabbed a pillow and lay at the end of my massive bed. I covered myself with my blanket and before I knew it, I drifted off into a light sleep.

         “Kendall! What are you doing asleep? It’s 11:45 and the boys could be here any minute!” Brooke said shaking me awake.

“Oh my! I didn’t think I’d sleep that long!” I said getting up. I looked and saw that my movie was back on the ‘Sneak Peeks’ page. I walked over and turned off the TV.

“I’ll see you downstairs!” Brooke said leaving my room. I walked into the bathroom and fixed my messy hair. I put it back up into a bun so it would stay out of my face.

         I heard a knock on my door as I made my bed. “Come in!” I said.

“Kendall, the boys are here. Come downstairs when you’re done.” Mom said before leaving the room. I quickly finished making my bed and walked out of my room. I heard talking from the lobby downstairs. I walked down the stairs and saw Brooke waiting.

“Are they in yet?” I asked.

“No, there are fans outside so they’re signing a few autographs.” She replied.

“Oh, ok.” I said taking a seat on the couch Brooke was sitting on.

         There was a knock on the front door and Mary went to answer it. She opened the door and was greeted with many ‘Hellos’. “Come in, come in, Mr. President will be down in a moment.” She said. As she said that my Dad came into the room.

“They’re here!” Brooke said quietly.

“Kendall, would you come here for a moment.” Mom shouted from the kitchen.

“Yes ma’am.” I said getting up from the couch.

“Brooke! Come meet One Direction!” Dad said. Brooke and I went separate ways as I went to the kitchen and Brooke went to where the boys and Dad were.

         “Ok, what do you think they would want for lunch? Mary needs to know.” Mom asked me.

“You should’ve asked Brooke, she’d know.” I said.

“Ok, I guess we’ll make a wide variety then!” Mom smiled.

“Kendall? Where are you?” I heard my Dad ask.

“Go on, keep your sister calm.” Mom laughed.

“Yes ma’am!” I said walking out of the kitchen.

          I walked into the room and saw everyone staring at me. I gave a shy smile and waved. “I guess we should introduce ourselves then. I’m President David Jones.” My Dad said shaking each one of the boys’ hands.

“On behalf of the guys and I, it is an incredible honor sir.” Liam said.

“It’s a pleasure meeting you too.” Dad replied.

“I’m Brooke!” Brooke said, trying to keep calm.

“Ahhh, the birthday girl!” Louis said bending down and giving her a hug. They each gave her a hug and I could tell she was trying not to scream. I smiled at my sister’s joy, this is the happiest I’ve seen her in a while!

“I’m Kendall, Brooke’s older sister.” I smiled.

“Do you like hugs too?” Zayn asked holding his arms open.

“Sure!” I chuckled giving him a hug. I gave them all hugs.

           “Hold on! Momma Jones is coming!” My Mom said, making us laugh.

“Well hello boys! It’s a pleasure to have you here!” Mom said attacking them in hugs.

“It’s a pleasure to be here!” Harry said.

“Well, I hope you guys are hungry because we have our chefs making a big lunch!” She said.

“I’m actually quite hungry!” Louis said.

“Me too!” Niall said patting his stomach.

“Well, it’s not ready just yet. Kendall, Brooke, why don’t you take them on a tour of the House.” Mom suggested.

“Ok!” Brooke said. She turned to me and smiled.

“Lead the way!” I said.

Join MovellasFind out what all the buzz is about. Join now to start sharing your creativity and passion
Loading ...