Summery:

Rebecca Summers thought she had a perfect life, an easy life. But what will happen when she comes home one day and finds out that the people she thought were her family actually weren't? How will she deal with the fact that she found out that she was adopted and that she is the sister of one of the members of the most famous and hottest boy band out there...One Direction?

Chapter One:

I sat there waiting for this dreaded day to be over so I could go home. I guess I should introduce myself. My names Rebecca Ann Summers and I come from NSW, Australia. I was at school and it was the last class of the day and week, yes it's Friday, and I'm stuck in English. I guess it could be worse I could have PE and nobody wants that, me and PE do not mix well.

I felt something touch my arm and looked down; it was a folded piece of paper. I knew it was from, my best friend, Rose. Rose was super pretty she had big brown eyes and long curly brown hair. She was skinny and had tanned skin. While I had blonde hair that came just pass my shoulders with blue eyes. Everyone that knew her said she was gorgeous but she always disagreed. I picked up the note and opened it:

VAS HAPPENING? It said

I laughed, so predictable I thought. 'Vas happening' was the motto I guess you could say of One Directions Zayn Malik. Whose One Direction you ask? Only the hottest boy band going, it's made up of five boys. Zayn Malik, Louis Tomlinson, Harry Styles, Niall Horan and Liam Payne; they were on the UK version of X-Factor and came third. My friends and I absolutely love them to bits; they are a bit more obsessed though.

OMG MICROWAVE!:)

I folded it back up after I wrote and pushed it to her side of the table. I watched her open it and smile. I saw her scribble something down and pass it back. It said:

OMG KETTLE!

I laughed once more and wrote: INSIDE TOILETT! before passing it back.

She didn't get time to write back because the bell went signalling that it was time for the weekend. Everyone ran out of the class except for us two; our bus didn't come for another 10-15 minutes so we didn't need to hurry.

Once we packed our bags we walked out of the room heading towards the bus bay.

"So what do you plan on doing this weekend?" she asked me.

I shrugged, "I don't really know, I might be going over my brothers".

All of my siblings have moved out a couple years back. I have 2 brothers, John and Michael, and a sister, Rosanna. John whose 26 and he is engaged to Teresa and they have a 1 year old daughter Makaila, next is Michael who is 25 and is married to Heather and they have a 4 year old son Alex and a 3 year old daughter Louise and a baby on the way. Then it goes Rosanna who's 23 and she and her boyfriend Nathan are expecting a baby boy soon. I am next, the last one born, and I am 15 turning 16 in a couple months.

"John's or Michael's?"

"John's house", I told her, "what about you, what do you have planned?"

We were lining up for our bus at this point even though we still had about 5 minutes.

She looked over at me, "well I have soccer this afternoon, then tomorrow I have to help out at the day care."

She would always help out there when they go on excursions, they would go to the zoo or to a fair or Luna Park.

"Where are you going this time?" I asked her smiling.

She grinned back and replied, "The Entrance, they have all the rides set up still".

"BUS 10", the teacher shouted. I turned around and saw the bus coming up the street.

As usual everyone pushed their way onto the bus as soon as the doors opened. On the way home we chatted about how there were rumours going around about One Direction coming to Australia and who our favourite band member was. Her favourite was Harry, same as most of our group and we had a group of about 15 or more people. I don't know who my favourite is, maybe Harry or Niall or Zayn (Its too hard to choose). When the bus reached our stop we both got off and said thankyou to the driver.

"See you later, text me sometime this weekend", she said while she hugged me.

"I will", I told her, "love you".

"Love you too," she grinned.

We both parted and she walked home. My dad picks me up from the bus stop, says he doesn't like me walking home alone. Very overprotective. I saw his car and started walking over to it. When I hopped in he asked me how my day was. My father wasn't the type of man to normally ask this, he would normally say some kind of joke about my hair or start singing randomly. He was being too serious, which meant something was up.

"Boring", I laughed, "same as always".

The car ride home was unusually silent, which only confirmed my theory. The music wasn't even on and it would normally be at full blast.

When we got home I noticed my brothers' and sister's car out the front. Okay now this is starting to get weird, I thought to myself.

AN:
This is my first story so i hopefully you like it :) Just an idea i had xx