Hi everyone, so my name is Emma & this is my first fanfic! And let me tell you I am horrible at writing soooo i don't know how popular this wil be ahaha. Reviews would be lovely and please tell me if you want me to continue and if you do give me any ideas :) So here you go! (It is also very short but yeah, i will write longer ones)
Isabella Foster, Bella for short. I have green eyes, dark brown hair to my shoulders and I am average height. I work at a clothes shop and study at university. I was born in Australia and moved to England when I was ten, though I still had a pretty strong Australian accent. That's basically me. I guess my life has never been exciting or different than the average teenager's life, but what's my luck of finding something exciting in my life?
I felt a vibration in my front pocket of my jeans. I reached my hand into the pocket and gripped onto my iPhone. It was a text message from my first ever friend I made in England, Hannah. She was quite pretty with blonde hair, the type that went a bit green in the water, and bright blue eyes which boys could not stop staring into. She was gentle and kind but can be a bit of a wild child, but defiantly not as crazy as me. I look at the text message which read: hey babe x just got us some tickets for 1D :) i cannot wait! only two days AHH! She is mad, that one.
Reading over the text made my insides tingle, and a smile dance across my lips. The boys of the moment are performing and I am going to go watch them. Their hair, smiles, everything about them was perfect. I quickly texted back HANNAH! thankyou so so so muchxx what row are we in?
With a few second gap a text was sent back Row E, for excitement haha :)
God, she needed to get a life.
My new blue dress with one strap over my right shoulder was on, as well as my new silver heels, and my makeup was put on very carefully, and now I am ready to go to Hannah's house for the One Direction concert. I gave a little squeal to let out some of my excitement and danced my way down the stair to my car and started the engine drove 5 blocks away to the driveway of Hannah's very posh looking house.
Once the very pink Hannah finally made her way out of the house we drove up to the very, very busy arena.
The concert was one of the best things that I have ever done in my life! We were all bolting out the lyrics to their songs screaming, the atmosphere was phenomenal. I guess us Brits give the boys a good old fashioned welcome home greeting. We stayed back after for a while and just sat outside eating chips from a box, which we ordered from McDonalds from across the road. Just sitting there was nice, waiting for the noise to die down. Ever since the first concert that we both went to, when we got the finishing time wrong by an hour and our phones being out of charge, it became ritual that we do after every concert. It gives us a laugh each time. We sat on the steps outside the arena talking about our exams which were coming soon and just everything.
"Hello miss, do you need any assistance getting back home?" a strong Irish accent said getting caught in the soft wind.
I turned around to be looking up at Niall Horan. Yes, the Niall Horan, and standing a few meters behind him was the rest of One Direction.
Yeah, so review,give me advice and ideas, should I continue? xx