"Miss Ashley! Why are you sleeping! You're later!"
I wake up and realize Edward was yelling at me in his posh accent. I groan and sit up while stretching.
"Get dressed for dinner. You have 5 minutes. Don't be late Miss Ashley." And with that, he left my room shutting my door. He has a bad attitude.
I get up from my bed and look in the mirror. I look gross.
I go in my closet and grab a pair of yoga pants, socks, and a light blue V-neck long sleeve shirt along with a white infinity scarf. I strip down of my clothing and put my new on one. I brush my light brown hair and threw it up into a messy bun. I sprits some perfume on and touch up on my makeup. I look at the clock and it's 7:41. Well I'm late.
I quickly exit out of my room and try to find my way to the dinning hall. After various turns I can hear a bunch of people having conversations. I take a deep breath in and open the doors to just see everyone stop talking and staring at me..uh awkward much? I could feel my checks redden and I look around at everyone. It's either that I'm to underdressed or they're overdressed.
I think everyone could tell I felt uncomfortable so everyone went back to socializing and once in a while they would glance back at me. They were obviously talking about me, don't blame them.
Well, this is officially awkward. I'm standing in front of the door like an idiot. I look around and I spot a table of food. Like a buffet almost. I walk over to the table to see what there was.
There was a variety of food laid out in front of me. Fruits, vegetables, chocolate fountains, pigs, and just food that you wouldn't imagine.
I look around for a plate and I don't find any. How am I suppose to eat without a plate?
I look around again and I find a kitchen door. I walk through it excusing myself from the crowd of people. I enter through the door and there's a ton of cooks cooking. I look to my right and I find glass plates and bowls, I decided on to take a bowl. I leave the kitchen. I walk over to the table and I see a guy over there.
He looks over at me. "Hey, where did you get that bowl?" He asked in a different accent from almost everyone else.
"Uh the kitchen, but here, you can have mine. I'll just go get another one." I said with a smile and handed him the bowl.
"Wait," I turn to look at him. "Aren't you Miss Ashley?" He asked like he knew who I was.
"Uh yeah." I said awkwardly. "But please, just call me Ashley, it's so weird with the 'Miss' in front of it." I said honestly.
"Alright. Where are you sitting?" He asked sweetly.
"Um...I'm not sure."
"Sit with me. My table is over there to the left. See you soon." And he winked. Could things get any more weirder?
I walked back into the kitchen and snuck another bowl out and headed back to the food table. I ended up getting strawberries and grapes. I didn't know what else to get but I love food and I didn't want to feel like a fat ass in front of all these strangers.
I head over to the table where this guy wanted me to sit. It was nice of him to offer considering no one else had.
I sat at the table across from the guy. "So what's your name?"
"Nice to meet you. So what's all of this for?" I asked.
"It's for you. It's for your arrival here in England."
"Oh, well that was nice of whoever did this for me." I felt so special.
Niall and I are just talking about England when we hear someone tap on the microphone.
"Thank you everyone for coming to this special night for a special some. Can Miss Ashley stand please?" And that's what I did.
"This is my new beautiful daughter Ashley. She's from The United States and I want you all to make her feel like she belongs because she really does." All I could do was smile and blush.
"Please, everyone, enjoy the rest of the night. Dinner will be served quite soon so please take your place." The lady that made her speech came over to me.
"I'm Lillian but please call me whatever you feel comfortable with." She engulfed me into a hug. "It's so nice to finally meet you. Please sit anywhere and we can talk more tomorrow. Oh and don't let people get you down about your attire. You had no idea this was all going to happen so have fun." She kissed my forehead and she was on her way.
I sit back down and there's more people at the table. I look at them and they're all having their own conversations. They were all guys too.
A few minutes later food came to all of our tables and it was steamed lobster with butter on the side. I've never really had sea food before. It was always too expensive for my foster homes to buy. Everyone started to eat and so did I. Soon butlers came around with what I think was wine.
"Miss Ashley, would you care for some?" The guy asked.
"Uh no thank you. I'm only 15, I think water would be fine." I said honestly.
"My apologies Madame. Water will be on your way."
"So you're only 15?" A brunette guy asked.
"Yeah. I turned 15 several months ago. What's your name?" I asked. Does no one like giving their name away?
"I'm Louis. This is Harry, Liam, Zayn, and you know Niall of course."
"Nice to meet all of you. I've never been around so many people before." I admitted.
"You'll get used to it." Louis shrugged.
************SEVERAL HOURS LATER*************
I made my way up to my room. I was exhausted from the even today. I was to lazy to change so I just got underneath the covers and fell asleep almost instantly.
I woke up to the light shinning in my eyes and to hear a knock at the door. I rubbed my eyes and stretched before I opened the door.
"Good morning Miss Ashley. You are wanted in the dinning room." I nodded and made my way there, trying not to get lost.
I sat down at the table and there was Lillian and her husband I think.
"Morning." She greeted. I returned the gesture.
"So we have a busy busy day ahead of us! We have to do school shopping for tomorrow! You're all registered and I have a list of what you need. Oh and this is my husband Simon Cowell. He is the creator of One Direction and he is a very busy man so, don't get alarmed if you don't see him all the time." I nodded understanding what she meant.
"So go get dressed and we'll go out to eat today!"
"Okay. I'll be back in a few." I headed up stairs, deciding on what to wear on this rainy day.
(AUTHOR'S NOTE: So this is the 3rd chapter! Please vote and comment! I'll try to update whenever I can! Oh and I don't know the name of Simon's wife so her name is going to be Lillian.)