The first thing I learned about Eleanor and Danielle is that they were almost EXACTLY like their boyfriends... Danielle was super sweet and kind, like Liam, and Eleanor was... Eleanor. She was so much like Louis it was adorable! She was full of energy and talked too much and so fast that it was hard to keep up with her, but she didn't seem to mind if people couldn't do so. Her and Lou really were a perfect couple. The same can be said for Danielle and Liam. Needless to say, I loved Danielle and Eleanor already.

When I had finally managed to get out of the main room and into mine to get ready for the day, I sank back against the door and sighed, a small smile gracing my face. This morning alone had been so eventful, it was confusing.

This time I grabbed a short-sleeved black shirt instead of a long-sleeved one, and jeans. Black, of course. I took a quick shower, not taking as much time as I had the night before, and slipped my clothes on quickly. I was a bit nervous about wearing a short-sleeved shirt, because, a few years ago, I used to cut my arms with a knife that wasn't too hard to steal from my parents at night; they never noticed. It, the pain, was always what helped me to fall asleep every night. I don't cut myself anymore, but the scars are still there, and they're highly visible, not to mention they still hurt. I figured I could just wear my jacket, though, because England is cold, right? It wouldn't look weird for me to wear a jacket.

I winced as I shoved my arms into my jacket. The scars may not be open and bleeding anymore, but they definitely did still hurt. Slipping my feet into the combat boots, I frowned at my reflection in the mirror, wondering if anyone had noticed my bruised eye before. If they had, no one had mentioned it... I shook my head, trying not to think about what had happened to my eye. Shivering, I made my way out of the room and into the hallway the same way as I had the night before.

I jumped when I entered the hallway. Danielle and Eleanor were standing outside my door with huge, goofy grins on their faces. Danielle spoke first. "Sorry," she said, though she looked too excited for me to tell if she really meant it or not. "we didn't mean to scare you."

Eleanor frowned at me. "That's what you're wearing?"

I shifted uncomfortably to my other foot. "This is all I have..." I mumbled.

She turned her head to the side. "At least take your jacket off. It won't be as cold as usual today." I took a step backward when she reached for the sleeve of my jacket.

"Erm; I get cold easily."

Danielle frowned at me, but Eleanor just shrugged, her hand dropping back to her side, and went back to grinning goofily. "Let's go before the boys start asking to come along." She laughs, grabbing each of our arms and dragging us into the main room. I clenched my teeth to keep from hissing in pain at her grip, but forced myself to breath through it. Finally, she let us both go when we reached the main room. Danielle looked at me curiously.

I just shrugged slightly and gave her a small smile.

Grabbing a small bag, Eleanor went over to Louis, kissed him softly on the cheek, saying, well, shouting was a better word, "We're leaving now! Bye!"

I didn't see whether Danielle gave Liam a good-bye or not; Eleanor shoved me out the door as soon as she parted from Lou, who was whining.

Once we were all out of the hotel, Eleanor smiled happily at me. "Lou says you don't have a phone?" She questions, raising her eyebrow. I just shake my head. She claps her hands together and smiles. "Phone shopping is my favorite kind of shopping!" She sighs happily.

Danielle shakes her head. "She's obsessed with technology." She says to me. I just smile. "Eleanor," Danielle addressed her directly, "where do we go to get her started on a phone service?"

Eleanor's eyebrows furrowed for a moment. "Well, what service should we get her?"

"Vodafone is what I have." Danielle offered.

Eleanor nodded slowly. "That will have to do." She grasps my hand and begins to drag me along the sidewalk, but suddenly stops. "Right! I almost forgot." She pulls out two pairs of darkly tinted glasses that I had seen kids around school wear. Placing one over her own eyes, she handed one to me. I looked at her curiously. "It's so no one recognizes us." She said matter-of-factly. I was still confused, but I took the glasses from her and put them over my eyes awkwardly. I almost gasped at what they did to my sight. Everything was darker, and suddenly the sun didn't seem as bright as it had seemed before.

I hadn't noticed that Eleanor had begun dragging me along again, and that Danielle had also put on a pair of dark glasses. I supposed my feet were moving of their own accord; they did that sometimes. The only thing I had known about dark glasses before was that you couldn't see the wearer's eyes, because the glasses were so dark. I hadn't known that the glasses would make everything out of them seem dark for the wearer's eyes, but, then again, I'd never worn them before. After the phone incident, I had never asked my parents for anything else again. I supposed Eleanor hadn't been able to see my eyes well enough to know that I wasn't paying attention, because she was rambling on about phones. "... You could choose between different colors, of course, but if you want a case, that won't really matter, because the color will be covered, anyway. Of course, we'll get you an iPhone, because they're only the best. The question is, do you want black or white? I mean, white is great and all, but I prefer black. I mean, I know white is the color that defines everything pure and whatever, but, personally, I like darker colors better. But my opinion doesn't really matter. The phone, after all, is for you, not me. That would be silly, since I already have a phone." I was trying to keep up with what she was saying and find an opening to answer her prolonged question, when I heard Danielle's whispered voice in my ear cut into Eleanor's constant chatter.

"Don't worry; she's not always like this. I mean, she is, normally, when she first meets a person, but she sobers up and acts like a normal human being after a while." She laughed softly, and I found myself laughing quietly with her.

"I don't mind too much; as long as she's happy." I responded, smiling.

Eleanor stopped walking, turning back to glare at Eleanor. "I do not talk THAT much. You don't have to bring it up all the time." She said, snapping at her playfully, but I could see a glint of amusement in her eyes.

Danielle held up her hands in fake surrender, grinning.

Eleanor shook her head, but a small smile crept its way onto her face. I waited patiently for her to pull me along behind her again, but she didn't seem to be showing any signs of moving again. I was just about to question this, when she opened the door of a small shop, I supposed it was, on the side of the street. I looked up at the sign before she pulled me in. There was an small white circle with an even smaller red raindrop-shape inside it. Next to the little picture was a sign that said Vodafone. That was all I saw before I was dragged into the little store. I checked my surroundings. There was plush white carpeting on the ground, and small counters on three sides of the room, holding small things I assumed were phones. Against the other wall were desks. At least, I assumed they were desks. A man in uniform came up to us and smiled at Eleanor. "May I help you?"

"Erm; yes; I think." She said, looking confused for a moment.

Danielle chuckled softly under her breath and turned to smile at the man. He returned it. "We'd like to, ah, make an account for our friend, and get her a phone." She said.

The man nodded, and led Danielle to one of the desks on the opposite side of the wall. I turned to follow, but Eleanor caught my arm. "She's just going to fill out information and all the other boring stuff." She rolled her eyes, then smiled. "Let's do the fun stuff, and teach you how to use an iPhone!" She said, brightly. I just nodded, slightly confused. She led me over to a counter with what I knew were iPhones on it. "Which one would you like?" She asked. "Black or white?"

I pondered it for a moment, then responded, surely, "White."

Eleanor wrinkled her nose, but went to grab the white one anyway. She was about to open her mouth, I assumed to explain the workings of the phone to me, when Danielle called my name. I smiled at Eleanor and went over to Danielle.

"What's your middle name?" She asked.

I shuffled my weight from foot to foot uncomfortably. "Marie." I responded. The man, who I had just noticed standing on the other side of the desk, nodded, and scratched something down on a sheet of paper. He turned to me.

"What are the names of your parents?" He asked.

"Erm." I turned to Danielle questioningly.

"Mark and Johanna Tomlinson." She answered the man's question with a smile. He looked confused, but scratched something down anyway. He continued to ask Danielle questions, to which she responded quickly. I didn't listen much, nor did I leave to go find Eleanor. She was playing happily on one of the iPhones. Before I knew it, I was walking out of the phone shop with a phone of my own.

"Alright!" Eleanor said. "We'll go Monmouth Coffee and have a drink while explaining the details of the complex cell phone world to Cassie." She said, grinning at me.

Although I was confused as to what Monmouth Coffee was, I just nodded and followed Eleanor as we walked, (quite a bit, I might add), to a little coffee shop and took a seat at the back. I didn't look around much this time; I was still too busy staring at my new phone. And yet I hadn't even figured out how to turn it on.

I'm not going to explain to you the excruciatingly painful task of leaning how to use a phone. It was horrid, but insightful. Also, while we were at the coffee shop, Eleanor and Danielle literally filled me in on EVERYTHING I needed to know about... Well, everything. I felt like a new person. Like I knew everything, and could maybe start a new life for myself from scratch. At least, that's what Danielle and Eleanor encouraged me to believe. And I did. I believed it completely.

We went to a few other shops after that. Clothing shops, this time. Although I tried to refuse, Eleanor and Danielle ended up buying me lots of clothes and shoes. Unfortunately, I couldn't talk them out of buying me dresses, short-sleeved shirts, and no-sleeved shirts. But I was able to convince them that I didn't need jewelry. Only a few shops later, it was dark and we began to head home. My feet ached from walking all day, and, although there were few bags, because I had insisted on stuffing everything into three and throwing away the others, the bags were immensely heavy. If you hadn't guessed, we were each carrying one bag.

When we finally reached the hotel, I was feeling that I might weep with happiness. Once we reached the room, I was sure that I would. But I didn't. The boys were all staring at us, mouths open.

Lou spoke first. "Only three bags? Eleanor, I expect you to have made her buy whole stores."

Eleanor scowled. "She insisted on stuffing everything into three. And, in my defense, I have never shopped with someone so against shopping." She whined. "She didn't want anything." She grinned at me and threw an arm around my shoulder. "I love her!" Danielle laughed, then sighed.

"I want to go home; I'm tired." She whined.

"Take me with you." Eleanor agreed.

Liam and Lou groaned. "No, you both can stay here tonight. Niall, Zayn, and I are, also." Liam said.

Eleanor and Danielle sighed in unison. "Fine." Eleanor groaned, and threw herself down on the couch beside Louis, dropping the bag unceremoniously on the floor. I went to grab it, but Danielle beat me to it. She grinned at me.

"Come on; let's go put everything away."

I just shrugged, and we lugged the three bags to my room. The boys were all talking and laughing too loudly now to notice.

Dumping the contents of our bags into the middle of the bed, we sorted everything into the huge closet, collapsing on the bed when we finished. Danielle glared at the door. "It wouldn't have mattered if you had had no clothes at all; Eleanor should NOT have gotten you that many." She groaned and rolled over, facing me. I smiled at her, and she grinned. "What are you most excited about having?" She asked.

"The phone." I responded immediately.

She chuckled. "Just like Eleanor; you're a technology lover!"

I giggled and pulled out my phone, admiring it. My Contacts list was simple: the boys, Danielle, Eleanor, along with my new family. It was good enough for me. Eleanor and Danielle had convinced me to take a picture of them for my wallpaper. I must admit, they both looked beautiful, but I think the fact that I was in it ruined the picture immensely. I was barely even smiling, though you could see that I was happy from my eyes; they were shining. Danielle and Eleanor had even made me a Twitter and Facebook account. Twitter was too crazy for me, though. Everything went too fast and some people were so rude. Although, I did already have 22k followers, but that was due to the fact that Eleanor had gotten the boys to follow me. I was only following the boys, Eleanor, and Danielle.

"Let's go get dinner." Danielle said, pulling me out of my thoughts and phone inspection, and got up to stretch. I nodded, smiled, and followed her out of the room and into the main one. Today had been a great day; it had been even better than I had predicted.