Undercover
The Note
Harry's P.O.V
One Direction,
Don't go to your next concert.
Bad things await at it.
One at a time you won't exist anymore.
-A
That was the note we got. Before our concert here in Manchester. Our last one in this tour. We got hate all the time. But Samantha, our manager made it seem different. She called Lou into her office and they talked for a while. All of us had to sit in the hall and wait. Finally, Lou came out. "Harry, will you follow me please?" She asked with a nervous smile. I nodded and followed. "Okay, I'm gonna do something different. With your, everything." She said slowly and I looked at her confused. "It's important." She said sternly and I nodded.
*Four hours later*
All of us boys stood together. Papers about our new identity in our hands. I looked like a total geek, Liam looked gay, Zayn looked like a girl, and Niall and Louis looked like old men. My name was now Marcel instead. We we're going to go a high school here in Manchester.
Annaya P.O.V
We just finished unpacking here in our new house in Manchester. I collapsed on my bed. I was tired from today. Plus, I had school in the morning. Ugh, school. I was the new girl. Meaning, no friends. Alone all day.
*Next Morning*
I got up and got dressed. I ate and hoped on the school bus. All the way to the back. I sat beside a girl who was blaring music. She looked over to me and smiled. Her outfit was pretty cool too. She paused the music. "Mackenzie." She said as she stuck out her hand. "But, everyone calls me Mack." She shook my hand vigorously. "Annaya." I said as I pulled my hand away. "But, you can call me Anna." She blared the music the rest of the way to school. And, on the way to school I found out I have all but one class with her. It was the last class of the day so, I think I'll survive. We walked to class together. Her stopping with me to pile my stuff into my new locker. We got into class and went straight into the back. The bell rang signalling classes to start. Five minutes into class there was a knock at the door. "Excuse me." The teacher said in a gruff voice. He was sick and they couldn't find a sub. A couple minutes later a different man came in. Scribbled his name on the board and motioned in front of his desk to a boy. "I am Mr. Horan. Your substitute for today and this is your new classmate, Marcel." The boy was stereotypical nerd. Thick-rimmed glasses, a sweater-vest, dressy pants, and shoes. He sat a seat in front of me. The class was slow and boring. I didn't really pay attention to what the teacher was saying until he called my name to partner me up with someone. I don't remember who, though. Zoned out. At my locker, cramming my books, a voice was behind me. Deep and raspy. "I'm your partner."
One Direction,
Don't go to your next concert.
Bad things await at it.
One at a time you won't exist anymore.
-A
That was the note we got. Before our concert here in Manchester. Our last one in this tour. We got hate all the time. But Samantha, our manager made it seem different. She called Lou into her office and they talked for a while. All of us had to sit in the hall and wait. Finally, Lou came out. "Harry, will you follow me please?" She asked with a nervous smile. I nodded and followed. "Okay, I'm gonna do something different. With your, everything." She said slowly and I looked at her confused. "It's important." She said sternly and I nodded.
*Four hours later*
All of us boys stood together. Papers about our new identity in our hands. I looked like a total geek, Liam looked gay, Zayn looked like a girl, and Niall and Louis looked like old men. My name was now Marcel instead. We we're going to go a high school here in Manchester.
Annaya P.O.V
We just finished unpacking here in our new house in Manchester. I collapsed on my bed. I was tired from today. Plus, I had school in the morning. Ugh, school. I was the new girl. Meaning, no friends. Alone all day.
*Next Morning*
I got up and got dressed. I ate and hoped on the school bus. All the way to the back. I sat beside a girl who was blaring music. She looked over to me and smiled. Her outfit was pretty cool too. She paused the music. "Mackenzie." She said as she stuck out her hand. "But, everyone calls me Mack." She shook my hand vigorously. "Annaya." I said as I pulled my hand away. "But, you can call me Anna." She blared the music the rest of the way to school. And, on the way to school I found out I have all but one class with her. It was the last class of the day so, I think I'll survive. We walked to class together. Her stopping with me to pile my stuff into my new locker. We got into class and went straight into the back. The bell rang signalling classes to start. Five minutes into class there was a knock at the door. "Excuse me." The teacher said in a gruff voice. He was sick and they couldn't find a sub. A couple minutes later a different man came in. Scribbled his name on the board and motioned in front of his desk to a boy. "I am Mr. Horan. Your substitute for today and this is your new classmate, Marcel." The boy was stereotypical nerd. Thick-rimmed glasses, a sweater-vest, dressy pants, and shoes. He sat a seat in front of me. The class was slow and boring. I didn't really pay attention to what the teacher was saying until he called my name to partner me up with someone. I don't remember who, though. Zoned out. At my locker, cramming my books, a voice was behind me. Deep and raspy. "I'm your partner."
Notes
So, this isn't my first book. And this isn't my first book with her. 2+ comments, 2+ subscribers, and 2+ votes before someone updates. Don't forget to check out my other two books!-Mikky
8/19/13