The Last Cinderella

"Thank you everyone for coming tonight! We love you!" Shouted the lead vocalist of the band that just had their concert over Willrey City from the television. I yawned, placing my feet upon the coffee table then turning the television off and scrolled through my phone. I looked through into my favourite social medias accounts: Titter; Stargram; and Snoppyshot. Being alone and bored is not good, I feel like dying. With a groan, I put my phone back to the center table and gone to the kitchen to get some food. Well hello folks, my name is Lorien Adasha Daniel if you all ask. Also, I'm turning eighteen two months from now and I'm in my junior year in high school. I am living with my mom here in Stanford, while I don't know my father's whereabouts. Don't misunderstand that, I mean my parents aren't divorced or separated. My father's super workaholic; he goes place to place. I don't even remember w

Well I would have to say, the whole ride was damn quiet. It's as if the car was empty, Harry had turned the music player off and now it has become more awkward than before. As much as I wanted to start a conversation, I don't know what I should talk about. I wasn't as crazy as the other fans so obviously, I wouldn't know what's up. I just can't blurt anything out, I would definitely embarrass myself one more time. Especially because the one who was driving was Tybalt, if it was Milo I could start the talk unlike with this guy, he just gives off this aura that shouts "don't even dare to try talking with me". I keep on taking glances of him though, through the rear view mirror, it's a good thing he hadn't caught me. I'm so screwed if he did.I noticed that we're almost at my house, I cleared my throat, "Uh- turn right and stop by the wooden gate on your left," I told Tybalt as he nods his head up and down and did as he was told. Wow, what a good dog. Just kidding, anyways, Tyba

Just like the time that Tybalt was forced by Harry to take me home because Milo was busy writing lyrics for their new song, the ride to my house was quiet; all you could hear was Harry's snoring from the backseat. I really wanted to break the ice but then, I don't know what Tybalt and I should talk about. This is so awkward, oh my gosh. I kept thinking about what I could talk about with this guy sitting beside me, that I haven't even noticed that we have reached my home. Tybalt slowly turns his head to look at me and I gulped. "Ooh.. yeah! Yeah, right! I'm getting off," I unbuckle myself and got off their car. I bent down to thank him for driving him home but he was already on his phone. I pouted, turning around to get to my house's gate. I was about to go inside when Harry called for my name, so I turned back around and faced him. "Yes?" "Can we...hang out?" I chortled, "Didn't we just earlier?" 

"Lorien, sweetie!" I groaned as I heard my mother's voice from the other side of the door. "Get up now, it's eight in the morning!" I grabbed another pillow from my bed and put it over my head, but I could still hear my mother shouting my name over and over. "Lorien! Adasha!" I rolled my eyes, throwing my pillow to the white tiled floor with another groan. "Lo-""I'm awake!" I yelled, messing up my hair and slapped my face with both of my hands. Then I pass them through my hair, soon scratching the back of my head before going downstairs. "You're finally up, thank goodness." Mom mumbles as I sat on my chair and started eating my cereal then rubbed my both eyes and yawned."Gee... you never change, do you? Waking you up is really a hard task!" She ad

I slide the curtain to the side as my eyes grew big and wide. "Wow," I whispered to myself, "What a bunk!" I added then I heard someone chuckling from behind me. Turning myself around to look, there was Milo standing right in front of me."We're sorry about this," he said with a giggle.He's so adorable.."Oh!" I gasped, "Don't worry about it. I can just clean this up and it would be a normal bunk again. And, so that I can go back to sleep."Milo puts a closed fist over his mouth as I heard him chuckling softly, "Woah there-" I perked a brow at his reaction then crossed my arms over my chest. "Are we having the girl version of Harry here?"I uncrossed my arms as I laughed at his comment with a shake of my head. Turning myself around, I removed the bags resting over the futon as I started cleaning this unused bunk here inside of the bus which is obviously going to be my bunk.As soon as I -and Milo, he's insisted to help- finished cleaning "m