
❝I CAN'T DO IT ALL ON MY OWN,
'CAUSE I'M NO SUPERMAN❞
'CAUSE I'M NO SUPERMAN❞
»Pictures capture who you are; people ask you to smile for a camera- and you do. There is no argument, whether or not it is fake depends on the situation. But the camera tells no lie's; once that picture is developed there is no turning back- no hiding the truth once it is out. The jealous glances, fake smiles, stupid grins, angry glares it all comes out in the ink of the Polaroid.
You just left school and the world is a very big place- some of you are thinking of traveling the world with a partner others settling down with a nice boy. You can't though, because you are missing two key things- money and a lover. You all thought that by no you would have found 'the one' and be madly in love but no luck so far. Sure you have dated boys- flirted and kissed but you long for that buzz that you see in the movies, chemistry. You read about the sparks and electricity and you wish you could find the definition of love inside something. Something that could make you truly happy. You are a hopeless romantic, no matter how much you try to tell the people around you that you are not, you are. Stop lying to yourself, things wont get better until you own your personality and find out who you are! You are two obsessed with the idea of a perfect relationship to make any true friends and everybody who you once cared for seems to have faded into the back-light. One thing that keeps you attached to the world is your little love for one direction. You know that it is childish and that you really shouldn't like them all that much- but you do and you cant do anything about it because you are too far gone. Their cheeky smiles, dimples, sparkling eyes and English accents- oh and Niall... The anger that bubbles inside you when you hear the people on the streets insulting the boys who you have grown to know and love- you have to fight back all the insults that you want to shout at them! They are just so perfect! When the boys do a signing in your hometown you realize that you have to be there but you know that if you are seen there your whole image will go down the drain! Pondering over what to do and say you sit for hours trying to work out how you are going to work this. You finally come up with a way to get into this signing without anybody knowing that it was you- if they did then you would be surly teased. Why? Well normally it would be okay to be a fan-girl; it is still okay to fan-girl over any other band; just not One Direction. Not in this area anyway. Why? Well you see in this area of England One Direction are sort of hated. The reason being the leader of the gang that terrorizes the streets- he goes by the name of Blade- got beat up by the one and only Mr Payne. Yes. Nobody is aloud to speak of it but everybody knows; his reputation is in tatters. The story goes that Blade tried to harass the boys when they were on there way through the small town but Liam beat Blade up and they carried on their way. So yeah.
A disguise. The boys signing is happening in the town over and you know that you have to go- if you cant get the relationship you want then you can at least have the pretend love with the boys. Wearing big shades a wig and a suit you make your way to the concert. The fake mustache makes you look like an idiot but you wear it anyway because of that inner school girl that just loves silly things and facial hair. You let out a little laugh and have to stifle the giggles when you think about mustaches- because you are just that childish! When you arrive- looking like a man everyone's eyes land on you they stare wondering what a weird looking guy is doing at a one direction signing. That's when you notice the eyes aren't just looking at you but 5 other people as well dressed in equally stupid costumes. You begin the stare at them too. After around 10 minuets of waiting the one of the people approach you- noticing this the other 4 being to walk over too- their space in the Que lost. Nobody argues as they come and stand next too you- you can't help the tremble that comes next who are they! That's when one of the figures take down their glasses showing their blue eyes. You know her! She is from your old school; that's when you realize you know the rest of the girls too! They are all from your small town- you are not the only directioner! Knowing the Que is hours long you girls start talking about everything you realize how different you all are but at the same time you are all the similar. Friends. For the first time in years you have friends. By the time you are near the front you are all singing 'LWWY' not noticing that everybody's eyes are on you as well as all of the security! You are all dressed as men- well it is very clear that you are not as one of you made the mistake of putting bright red lipstick on and your mustache is on crooked! Plus your voices. Defiantly feminine. Your are having so much fun that you don't know that you are at the front of the que and the people behind you have to nudge you to get you to go up. You can't hide the grin. You are sat on you new friends back; she is giving you a piggy back so she carries you up to the little platform- you decide with each other to finish your little song. ''And Live while were young.'' you finish before falling off your friends back with a laugh. The boys behind the desk staring at the show before them. They were defiantly not men. ''I like your mustache!'' Niall says breaking the silence. You and the girls break into laughter. ''So what do you wan't us the sign then um.... guys?'' Harry said next raising an eyebrow. You girls look at each other and burst out laughing again. You didn't bring anything. Idiot's. The boys stare, confused at why you girls are acting like total idiots. Little to your knowledge the press are- at this point- taking pictures and snapshots of you girls. Gossip. Everybody wants to know who these people are. ''SIGN MY FACEEEE!'' You scream, ''OMG I LOVEEEEE YOOUUUUUU!'' you joke before pretending to faint. The girls catch on as the boys watch with wide eyes. ''Oh Jesus,is she alright?'' Liam says before all the other girls begin the scream things like, 'One Direction omg!' and 'Sign my bum.' before falling to the floor. The boys stare at the people on the floor in suits really very confused.
You all stand up together and take a bow. The boys all suck in a breath and sit back in their chairs. ''Bloody hell,I thought you had died.'' Louis said before standing up and clapping. ''Okay, enough of that- will you sign my arm then because I forgot to bring something!'' you explained before holding out you arm. The boys raised their eyebrows but signed each girls arm their permanent marker sharpies squeaking on the girls skin. You laugh and give each others high fives before smiling at the boys. This is the best day ever. Little do you know all the trouble that the media are stirring behind your back. Making it out that you guys are some kind of gang or secret girlfriends. Rumors spinning their webs of lies. When you leave you can't stop the grin. You have five new friends and One flacking Direction's signatures on you arm. Your life is made. That's until you see the pictures pf you and your girls at the signing- dressed like freaks and acting likes slackers. You realize that things just got real, freaky. You notice that at the bottom of the page there is a number and some writing in bold. - call this number if you know the identity of these 6 people and if you are one of the people shown here then if you can prove it then there is a thousand pound reward donated by SICO. You read with disbelief and about 5 seconds later your phone buzzes. ''OH MY GOD. DID YOU HEAR!''
1 week here you are stood outside a massive building with your 5 friends here to prove you are The people. You have the signatures on your arms and the disguises on already. You are surrounded by people- all in 6's pretending to be you. Inside the building sits One Direction and their drummer and Niall's almost best mate Mr Devine. They are all tired of looking at fakers pretend to be those people. The boys could remember their smiles and their voices and they know that non of those people are real. They just want the money. So can you convince them?
You just left school and the world is a very big place- some of you are thinking of traveling the world with a partner others settling down with a nice boy. You can't though, because you are missing two key things- money and a lover. You all thought that by no you would have found 'the one' and be madly in love but no luck so far. Sure you have dated boys- flirted and kissed but you long for that buzz that you see in the movies, chemistry. You read about the sparks and electricity and you wish you could find the definition of love inside something. Something that could make you truly happy. You are a hopeless romantic, no matter how much you try to tell the people around you that you are not, you are. Stop lying to yourself, things wont get better until you own your personality and find out who you are! You are two obsessed with the idea of a perfect relationship to make any true friends and everybody who you once cared for seems to have faded into the back-light. One thing that keeps you attached to the world is your little love for one direction. You know that it is childish and that you really shouldn't like them all that much- but you do and you cant do anything about it because you are too far gone. Their cheeky smiles, dimples, sparkling eyes and English accents- oh and Niall... The anger that bubbles inside you when you hear the people on the streets insulting the boys who you have grown to know and love- you have to fight back all the insults that you want to shout at them! They are just so perfect! When the boys do a signing in your hometown you realize that you have to be there but you know that if you are seen there your whole image will go down the drain! Pondering over what to do and say you sit for hours trying to work out how you are going to work this. You finally come up with a way to get into this signing without anybody knowing that it was you- if they did then you would be surly teased. Why? Well normally it would be okay to be a fan-girl; it is still okay to fan-girl over any other band; just not One Direction. Not in this area anyway. Why? Well you see in this area of England One Direction are sort of hated. The reason being the leader of the gang that terrorizes the streets- he goes by the name of Blade- got beat up by the one and only Mr Payne. Yes. Nobody is aloud to speak of it but everybody knows; his reputation is in tatters. The story goes that Blade tried to harass the boys when they were on there way through the small town but Liam beat Blade up and they carried on their way. So yeah.
A disguise. The boys signing is happening in the town over and you know that you have to go- if you cant get the relationship you want then you can at least have the pretend love with the boys. Wearing big shades a wig and a suit you make your way to the concert. The fake mustache makes you look like an idiot but you wear it anyway because of that inner school girl that just loves silly things and facial hair. You let out a little laugh and have to stifle the giggles when you think about mustaches- because you are just that childish! When you arrive- looking like a man everyone's eyes land on you they stare wondering what a weird looking guy is doing at a one direction signing. That's when you notice the eyes aren't just looking at you but 5 other people as well dressed in equally stupid costumes. You begin the stare at them too. After around 10 minuets of waiting the one of the people approach you- noticing this the other 4 being to walk over too- their space in the Que lost. Nobody argues as they come and stand next too you- you can't help the tremble that comes next who are they! That's when one of the figures take down their glasses showing their blue eyes. You know her! She is from your old school; that's when you realize you know the rest of the girls too! They are all from your small town- you are not the only directioner! Knowing the Que is hours long you girls start talking about everything you realize how different you all are but at the same time you are all the similar. Friends. For the first time in years you have friends. By the time you are near the front you are all singing 'LWWY' not noticing that everybody's eyes are on you as well as all of the security! You are all dressed as men- well it is very clear that you are not as one of you made the mistake of putting bright red lipstick on and your mustache is on crooked! Plus your voices. Defiantly feminine. Your are having so much fun that you don't know that you are at the front of the que and the people behind you have to nudge you to get you to go up. You can't hide the grin. You are sat on you new friends back; she is giving you a piggy back so she carries you up to the little platform- you decide with each other to finish your little song. ''And Live while were young.'' you finish before falling off your friends back with a laugh. The boys behind the desk staring at the show before them. They were defiantly not men. ''I like your mustache!'' Niall says breaking the silence. You and the girls break into laughter. ''So what do you wan't us the sign then um.... guys?'' Harry said next raising an eyebrow. You girls look at each other and burst out laughing again. You didn't bring anything. Idiot's. The boys stare, confused at why you girls are acting like total idiots. Little to your knowledge the press are- at this point- taking pictures and snapshots of you girls. Gossip. Everybody wants to know who these people are. ''SIGN MY FACEEEE!'' You scream, ''OMG I LOVEEEEE YOOUUUUUU!'' you joke before pretending to faint. The girls catch on as the boys watch with wide eyes. ''Oh Jesus,is she alright?'' Liam says before all the other girls begin the scream things like, 'One Direction omg!' and 'Sign my bum.' before falling to the floor. The boys stare at the people on the floor in suits really very confused.
You all stand up together and take a bow. The boys all suck in a breath and sit back in their chairs. ''Bloody hell,I thought you had died.'' Louis said before standing up and clapping. ''Okay, enough of that- will you sign my arm then because I forgot to bring something!'' you explained before holding out you arm. The boys raised their eyebrows but signed each girls arm their permanent marker sharpies squeaking on the girls skin. You laugh and give each others high fives before smiling at the boys. This is the best day ever. Little do you know all the trouble that the media are stirring behind your back. Making it out that you guys are some kind of gang or secret girlfriends. Rumors spinning their webs of lies. When you leave you can't stop the grin. You have five new friends and One flacking Direction's signatures on you arm. Your life is made. That's until you see the pictures pf you and your girls at the signing- dressed like freaks and acting likes slackers. You realize that things just got real, freaky. You notice that at the bottom of the page there is a number and some writing in bold. - call this number if you know the identity of these 6 people and if you are one of the people shown here then if you can prove it then there is a thousand pound reward donated by SICO. You read with disbelief and about 5 seconds later your phone buzzes. ''OH MY GOD. DID YOU HEAR!''
1 week here you are stood outside a massive building with your 5 friends here to prove you are The people. You have the signatures on your arms and the disguises on already. You are surrounded by people- all in 6's pretending to be you. Inside the building sits One Direction and their drummer and Niall's almost best mate Mr Devine. They are all tired of looking at fakers pretend to be those people. The boys could remember their smiles and their voices and they know that non of those people are real. They just want the money. So can you convince them?















