**Five Weeks Later**

Rae's POV

I'm guessing this is probably the time you'd expect me to tell you about how I've just become the very best of friends with the One Direction boys and am now skipping around London, getting married to one of the boys, becoming best friends with all the girlfriends, getting hate yet getting through it and adopting a dog. Well, I hate to break this to you, but none of that is true. However, I do wish I was adopting a dog.

Yeah, that's right. I did miraculously become best friends with One Direction. I mean, if you just think about it, that's probably the most improbable thing to actually happen. Come on, they were in Chicago for a day. Yeah, I may have interacted with them a touch more than the average concert goer, but that doesn't mean anything.

Am I upset by this? Eh, not really. I mean, I didn't go to the concert to become best friends with One Direction. I never even imagined being able to speak with them, so you can't miss what you never had.

I did kind of expect to hear something from Liam. I thought we had connected a little. I mean, he even said he felt like we were friends. He asked for my number. And yet, nothing.

I don't know why he bothered to get it if he wasn't going to use it.

Anyway, this is not a sob story. Everything's fine. This just isn't one of THOSE stories.

And now I know what you're wondering. How many people have I told about my crazy meeting with One Direction? How many people have I given Liam's number to? How many times have I bragged about this?

Zero.

Yeah, that's right. I'm not some cold hearted biotch. That's not me.

Some people at school had actually been at the concert and saw me go on stage, so I had quite a few people freak out on Monday. But they obviously could tell they weren't getting anything from me, and their efforts were being wasted.

Anyway, I'm on to bigger and better things. By that I mean...uh...school.

What I mean is, I'm about to graduate and officially be done with high school. Plans after high school? Ugh, good question. I'm terrible at making decisions. I mean, I want to go to college, but what to study? I have no idea. That's the problem.

I don't know what I like. I mean, I could basically go into anything. I've gotten good grades my whole life. I just don't know what to do.

I pulled out my laptop and decided to get on twitter, just to see what was going on in the world. I clicked on my interactions, to see that my best friend on twitter had sent me a link to a funny picture of the One Direction boys. I laughed and retweeted it.

You see, I'm not bitter. Life goes on. Obviously I wasn't meant to be friends with them. And I'm okay with that.

I had another interaction pop up, and I figured my friend saw I was on and tweeted something at me. I wasn't prepared for what I actually saw though.

Liam_Payne: RaeOfSunshine love, the boys have been on their best behavior. thanks bunches. =]

OH. CRAP.

LIAM FREAKING PAYNE. WHY WOULD YOU TWEET ME?!

Oh great. Now I'm gonna get a bunch of fangirls freaking out on me. Just great.

And you know what. I'm not gonna reply. He has my freaking phone number! And...it's been five weeks! If he really wanted to talk, he would have.

Everything had died down around me, I didn't get anymore questions asked about freaking One Direction anymore. But now, just because Liam decided to tweet me, it's all gonna start off again. Ugh.

No, I'm not replying. And I don't care if all of you are yelling at me right now. I'm not doing it!

I sighed and closed my laptop. I decided it was time to get out of the house. Definitely time.

I looked down and noticed I was still in my pajamas, so I quickly changed into high waisted jean shorts, a white shirt with black polka dots, and black boots. I left my hair down because I'm far too lazy to actually do anything with it.

I grabbed my phone and left the house. My mom was at work, so there was no reason to tell her where I was going. I got in my car and decided to go to Orange Leaf and get frozen yogurt. You could never go wrong with Orange Leaf! Besides, they had the coolest spoons.

I decided to just get a little bit of each flavor, except mint. Because I really despise it. And I wouldn't get something I despise...that just wouldn't make sense.

I was sitting on one of the couches in their, scrolling through twitter, looking at the damage. As I had predicted, I was getting tons of fangirls wondering who I was and why Liam had tweeted me, and what it could possibly mean. I sighed and just exited out of twitter, playing Temple Run instead. It's my current obsession. Sad really.

"Temple Run, eh?"

I looked up into bright blue eyes. A guy my age had just sat down across from. He was cute, definitely. I could only wonder why he was talking to me.

I laughed a little awkwardly. "Uh yeah. Bad habit, really."

He laughed a bit, and stuck his hand out. "I'm Sage."

I took his hand, "Rae."

"Beautiful name."

I looked down at my hands, knowing I was probably blushing. "Ah, yeah thanks."

I decided now would probably be a good time to leave, ya know, BEFORE I completely embarrass myself. I stood up, and so did Sage.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable."

I looked up into his eyes. He had the most gorgeous blue eyes, but I do have to admit, I've always been more of sucker for green eyes.

"You didn't. I just should really be heading out."

"Oh. Well. Then, I was wondering if I could have your number?"

Hmmm. The thought crossed my mind that this seemingly innocent, cute guy could potentially be a stalking rapist, but hey! The guy asked for my number. I handed him my phone, as he handed me his. We both entered each other's numbers and took a quick picture as a contact photo.

"I'll text you, yeah?"

I nodded at Sage and smiled quickly, before waving and walking out. Wellll...okay then. Sage seems nice I guess. I mean, I basically just wanted to leave the whole time, not really giving him much of a chance, but hey, he has my number, I guess we'll see where this goes.

Except...we all know that having someone's number means nothing.

Anyway, I made my way home and flopped down on my bed, somehow tired even though it was Saturday and I slept in until noon. My phone buzzed with a new text message, and I half expected it to be Sage already.

However, I didn't recognize the number.

Hey Rae! =D -Unknown

Since as I've said before, I am not a heartless biotch, I decided to text back.

And who might you be? -Rae

I raked through my mind on who could possibly be texting me. Who had my number that wasn't in my contacts? It couldn't be Sage, since his name is definitely in my contacts. It couldn't be my mom. All my friends are in my contacts as well. My mind even strayed over to Liam, but...he's also in my contacts. And I seriously doubt he would have given my number to anyone. In fact, I bet he doesn't even have it anymore.

Mm. I think it may be more fun if you guess. ;P -Unknown

Okay, who the heck is this?

Too bad I don't like guessing games. If you don't tell me who you are I won't text back. -Rae

I told you I don't put up with no crap. Like seriously, who is this and why do they insist on bothering me?

Feisty. -Unknown

Okay then. Well, I did warm him I wouldn't text back, which I won't. Oh yeah, I decided this was a guy. Calling a girl feisty is just such a typical guy thing to do.

I dropped my phone on my bed, turning on the TV I have in my room. I started watching some random movie I couldn't even bothered to figure out the name of.

My phone buzzed again after a while and I hesitantly picked it back up. It was from the same guy again. I guess he realized I was serious after all.

Okay okay. I'll tell you then. ;P Well...it's

OOohhhh cliffhanger! I know, I'm evil! Please leave a review! Who is texting Rae? What could possibly be going on next in this story? Do you guys like Sage? :P