Cynthia's P.o.V.
"Moom." I moaned sitting down at the dinning table.
"What cynthia?" My mom sounded annoyed as she set down the chinese food on the table. It was the first time this month she had actual time to sit down with my brother Samual and I for dinner. My dad worked as a pilot and with me going to London for college in a year he was working long hours to support my dreams. My mom on the other hand didn't want me to leave the nest just yet, she was a sob.
"The boys haven't tweeted in a long time, their dead." I said serious like looking at my phone.
"Be realistic Cynthia,something had to come up for them to block their fans out." She said trying to calm me down as she grabbed the paper plates and plastic silverware and set them down on the table.
"Samual!" She yelled out.
"Yeah, like I said. Dead." I said still scrolling throw each of their twitter pages.
"Cynthia put your phone away. It's time to eat." She said giving me a scorn look.
"Okay." I said sighing and set down my phone. I served myself some noodles and chicken and kept wondering what really was going on with...
"Stop pondering yourself with worry on New Direction." My mom interrupted my thoughts. I gave her a funny look and laughed.
"ONE DIRECTION." I said laughing.
"Oh whatever. Eat." she said persistenly.
After dinner I logged on to my facebook page I found a message from my cousin Sydney. I clicked on the message and it read.
*Hey look at this page, people are saying this is the real Niall Horan!* and then a link.
I clicked on the link and it took me to a faceboook page that looked nothing like a legit Niall Horan, just a poser, so I exited out and went on with my day. I changed out of my school clothes and into some comfortable sweat pants and a t-shirt.
*NEXT DAY*
I got up for another school day and started to get dress. As I put on my shirt my phone beeped. I had gotton a message from my best friend Linda giving me the same link about the Niall Facebook. I shook my head and threw my phone back on my bed. "Samual! Let's goo!" I yelled out as I grabbed my backpack and the keys to the house.
"Coming!" He yelled from his room. We left and walked to our bus stop. As the bus came my phone beeped once more. It was a text from my ultimate gay best friend Cody, it read.
*Niall Horan made a facebook page check it out!* with a link attached to it.
"Are you kidding me!" I said sighing walking onto the bus. I texted back saying.
*This isn't legit, its just some fan who's missing the guys, this just makes me miss them even more.* I sat down in my assigned seat and he texted back just a few moments later.
*Don't be such a pain in the bee-hymen, even if its not Niall Horan this fan is fun to talk too.*
*When was this page posted?* I texted back.
*Three days ago.* he responded.
*Have the boys given any feed back on the page?*
*Not really. But the status's seem pretty legit, the fan is obviously dedicated, or Niall Horan. ;) *
I smirked and put my phone away. I couldn't believe he would make a page. Never. Though I did wonder what was going on, but would this "Niall Horan" tell me exactly. I think that would be the only way to know for sure if it was Niall, or some poser.
*At School*
I walked up to my locker with my head still pondering on the Niall Horan facebook page. I had to know what others were saying about it. Though just thinking about Niall made me miss One Direction. My thoughts were interrupted by a locker slamming.
"Wake up!" came after the slam. It was Linda. I smiled and said.
"Well good morning to you too." I said collecting my books and homework for my morning classes.
"Did you get my text?" she said opening up her locker once more.
"Yeah like 6 times." I said closing my locker and leaned on it to wait for her.
"What?" she sounded confused.
" You weren't the only one who saw the page and who sent it to me." I said wanting to stop talking about it.
"What are you're parents planning for your birthday?" Linda asked catching my drift.
"I don't know. I think we're going to combine graduation and my birthday." I said as we started to walk to first period.
"Are you leaving right after graduation or at the end of the summer?" She asked as we sat down in our seats in class.
"Ugh I haven't decided yet, but I have 3 months until graduation, so I have time." I said shrugging my shoulders.
"What about Bianca? She went to Ireland right?" Linda asked. Bianca was my cousin who inspired me to travel the chance I got to explore the world, before life would hit me.
"Yeah, though her semester is up this year and she's going to London next year to start her new job." I said just as the bell rang.
"Good morning Seniors." Mr. Ballet said with a shining smile.
"Are you going to stay with her then?" Linda whispered.
"Yeah, that's the plan. Just don't know when she'll leave for London." I whispered back.
"Miss. Cynthia. After 4 years of high school I thought you would have learned to whisper." said sarcastically.
"Sorry." I said and dropped the conversation.