I wake up at 6' for my first day in my new school. Living in a different country changes everything. I'm not complaining because I was the one who make my mother even consider this option, but it's difficult. London is beautiful, so different to where I lived before, Uruguay, a tiny country in South America. I hope my life changes here, I'm so sick of my old life.

The Atlas High School is huge. Bigger than every school I've ever been to together. I just hope I won't be an outcaste here. My Advanced Spanish class starts in 10 minutes, the only subject I'm actually good at.

As soon as I get in the classroom, I choose the most far away possible seat and sit there trying to be unnoticed. I don't succeed. "Did somebody lose an Iphone?" I hear a girl shout. Oh fuck, it's mine. "Thanks" I say as I get it "I have no idea how it fell of my pocket"

"Sure, no problem. I'm Laila" She says. Laila is short and is wearing very high heels; I would fall with those things. She has really blond and skinny. She seems nice. "Marian" I answer, smiling, trying to make friends

"Like Maid Marian, from Robin Hood?" she asks, with a grin in her face. "The one and only. My parents love Robin Hood, so they named me after her" Great, now I'm gonna be known as the weird Disney girl.

Laila starts laughing. Like, really hard. Okay, it's not that funny. "Liam would love that" Did I hear right? Liam? "What are you talking about?" I ask, confused. She can't be talking about the Liam I'm thinking.

She puts a serious face, although I see she wants to laugh "Are you kidding me? You don't know who Liam Payne is?" So she is talking about the Liam I thought.

"I never said that, but you never said about what Liam we're talking about" It's the best thing I can think to reply. "So you do know who he is. He's such a great guy, and he's so cute and I love talking to him…"

"Wait. Talking to him? You know him? Oh my god." I'm incapable of saying anything else. I remain speechless as Laila looks at me funny, considering an idea. "Harry's throwing a mini party at his place; if you don't act like a stalker you are invited" She says smirking.

I just stay there. I can't move, I can't even breathe. I've just been invited to a One Direction party. 'Act normal, Mari' I say to myself. "Yeah, sure, I would love to" I reply smiling. Finally we exchange numbers and I have to be at her place at 7 and we'll be coming together.

The rest of the day is a blur. All I remember is thinking about tonight. At lunch I seat with a nice girl I met on Math. Her name is Claudia and we have a lot in common, I hope we can become friends.

When I get home at 4 PM I make the homework I had and then spend an hour and a half getting ready. I ask my sister to help me with the clothes because I have no idea what could I wear. I'm just so nervous. I try to explain my feeling to my sister, but she doesn't get it.

I arrive at Laila's punctual, which is actually weird because I'm always late. She has a lovely home, but I don't pay much attention to it. I do remember that her room was all purple and blue and it was beautiful.

Laila had her driver license so she was the one driving and we arrived at a huge beautiful building, in which I realize every floor is a condo "Does he live here?" I ask, amazed. I hear the reply: "His family is out of town, so it's just us in the condo, if that's what you're wondering" Wow. I would like a place like this one.

The doorman opens the door for us and greets Laila like she's seen her a lot; so she's a big friend of 1D. Harry opens the door for us. 'Behave, Mari. Act normal' I remind myself. He's very nice and Laila introduces me to everyone. There are around 15 persons there: Harry, Liam, Zayn, Louis and Niall of course; Liam's and Niall's (Vicky and Emma) and some other people I don't recognize.

Everyone is very nice and friendly and they make me feel welcome. Pretty soon I forget they are my favorite band and realize they are just some teenage guys who have fun and I join the conversation.

I have a lot of fun and I laugh like I haven't in a long time. I end up finding out that Laila and Harry aren't just friends and that are secretly dating, although they were best friends since they were both 5.

At the end, Laila, Zayn, Harry and I are the only ones left. Laila and Harry leave to another room to do 'stuff' so Zayn and I are left alone. Zayn was staying over for the night and Laila was driving me home, so no one was leaving.

As we're both shy, the silent was awkward, but finally we started talking "So, you're not from here, are you?" I hear him ask, to which I reply "No, I'm not. I'm from Uruguay, you probably don't know where that is"

"Of course I do, it has a great football team" He says, I grin, at least someone knows about it. "Yeah, it does" is the only thing I come up with. "So you like football?" Zayn asks. What kind of question is that? "Who doesn't? Of course!" He smiles. "I don't really know any team from England, though" We start discussing football.

From there on we talk like we were old friends and time flies. At a moment, Zayn stretches and I suddenly realize how close we are sitting. We are sitting in a couch for three people, and I don't know how or when, but Zayn ended sitting in on one side and I'm lying in the couch with my legs on his lap.

We both stay silent for a minute, and then Zayn starts coming closer and closer until his lips meet mine.