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Chapter Thirteen Saved Me "Yeah,I just never ever expected that from you" Tara said. Serena nodded. She sighed. She never meant to scare them.
When we stepped off the plane in England we were surrounded by the boys. "We missed you so much." Says Louis picking me up. I kiss his cheek.
I can't believe Niall said I ruined his life. I think I've gone through more in the last couple weeks than he has in his entire life. I go to my room to start putting things away.
We were at the beach my friends and me, We wanted a game too play that would be hassle free. Because there were so many rock pools, And so much water around, We decided to pull out our old water guns.
Mon: On the plane we flew over France, German, Italy, Israel!. It was like a mini tour of Europe. We flew over the English channel and saw it. We were 35000 feet up. We were going 520 mph!!. Whoa...
Me and Rosie started the day off with some shopping. I may be on holiday but a girl just can't resist. There was this amazing Cornish homemade fuge shop where a fair amount of our money seamed to...
The waves were a little better today so got a bit of surfing done it just wasn't very good. Me,Rosie and Ryan were havinga water fight and when i went to re-fill my gun a crab scuttled across my feet.
Harry showed me to the dining room, which was a fairly large but old-fashioned looking room. There was a large dark oak table covered in a red table cloth which was set ready for dinner.
Sun beats down on our skin as we walk along the beach As the sand snuggles between out feet Our footprints engrave themselves on the floor When we played beach volley ball We dance; we laugh; we...
The man just watched them and smirked."No thank you," said James. The man looked angry as they walked away and found a spot on the beach, shaded by a tall palm tree.
I opened my eyes to find the girl who was waving at me and the boy in the Hawaiian shirt looking down at me. "Hey look. He's opening his eyes!" He said. His accent surprised me, he sounded... British.
Mary was a 11 year old girl in year5 she lived in new York living a crazy dream her mum was a sicick and my dad was a movie director.