A Poisoned Mind

Chapter nine

JB’s POV:

Aston came back from (Your name)’s room with a few sheets of paper, that looked like documents of something. “What’s that?” I asked, as Aston passed me the piece of paper with a smirk on his face “YES,” I cheered loudly, as I threw the paper to Marvin, as I stood up and punched the sky. All the happiness burst out of me there and then, I actually couldn’t quite believe that (Your name) may become our backing dancer! But as I went to sit down (Your name) was staring at me from the corner of the kitchen “you are mad,” she giggled as I smiled “of course I am! I’m from JLS, of course I’m gonna be mad!” I exclaimed happily, as she giggled, but blindly sat down next to Aston.

“Hello, this is the post office, how can I help you?” A male asked this time “hello, have you got the information regarding (Your full name)’s contract of being a backing dancer to the wanted?” Marvin asked. Thankfully the woman didn’t answer, that would have been awkward! “Yes I do!” Marvin smiled “okay would you like to spell it out for me?” “Sure...” He started “J... L... S... A... R... E... T... H... E... H... O...T... T... E... S... T,” Marvin read out the password “okay, thank you, what would you like to do with this contract?” Asked the man, but me and the lads were too busy looking at a very shy (Your name) on what her password spelt out! But we all chuckled, before going back to the man “we would like to cancel it,” “sure... Will it be renewed for anyone?” “Yes, can we renew it for JLS, please?” Marvin asked again (Marvin was taking the conversation) “yep... It will be renewed in the next four days,” the man replied “great! Thank you,” Marvin replied, but then the line was hung up, but as I looked up at (Your name) she was crying softly as she was leaned in to the side of Aston, as he had his left arm around her shoulders, as he was whispering something to her. Of course this would be very emotional for her! She was just realised from the boy band she hates to the boy band she loves!

Oritsé’s POV:

Four days had passed; I and the lads were waiting anxiously in the meeting room, watching the second (as in the time seconds) hand clock ticking around the face of the clock, which was pinned up above the door to the waiting room. We were waiting for (Your name) to come, but as the clocked was ticking near to eleven ‘o’ clock, (which was the time we asked her to come by) we became anxious to see if she would actually come! Aston, me, Marvin and JB were sitting on the edge of our seats, fiddling with anything that came in to our hands reach to keep us calm! But as the clock struck eleven on the dot, the door slowly swung open and in walked (Your name). The relief that me and the lads were feeling got to us, as we jumped up, cheering loudly and running over to her and wrapping her up in a big group hug. “Wow guys!” She chuckled, as me and the lads smiled, “come sit,” Marvin offered, as she took the next seat that was nearest to Aston, which was on the other side of the table, but I and the lads turned serious. We were here to talk serious issues of rules!

“So (Your name), you were told we have rules... right?” Marvin asked, as she nodded gently, but shyly “okay, you can be laid back and relaxed with us, and party whenever with us, but there are rules... you are not allowed to: date, kiss, sleep, set up or go on any private holiday with ANY of the members of JLS... Whatever you do to the other backing dancers, we don’t care, but there will be consequences if you do any of those things with any of us... you got it?” Marvin asked, but being very welcoming and friendly at it! “Yeah, of course,” She obliged straight away! “Great... Let’s introduce you to the other backing dancers,” JB added, but all four of us suddenly felt her presence dampen and become tense. “(Your name), our backing dancers are so lovely!” Aston protested to her, but she smiled and removed herself from the seat she was sitting in and moved over to the door, as Aston had held it open for her.

We took her to the dressing room, where we knew that is where our backing dancers would be! “Hello?” I asked, as I knocked on the door, but one of our backing dancers opened up the door, but we kind of pushed (Your name) in to the dressing room “we’ll let you guys get along,” I smiled, as we shut the door and walked off.

(Your name)’s POV:

Standing at the door of the dressing room was so nerve racking. You didn’t know how they would react to you, but as you stood there, you noticed each one of the backing dancers look at you, trying to take in as much as possible, but a well built up backing dancer made an approach to you, but you started to tremble “aww look she’s trembling!” One of the female dancers mentioned, making everyone seem very sweet, but that could be sarcastic and the first stage of being bullied again! But the male that was standing in front of you, made strong eye contact “welcome to the group!” He said welcomingly and brightly, as you sighed with relief “hey, what was that all about?” He asked “sorry, I was quite nervous, the other backing dancers, from the wanted, use to beat me up,” you said, as everyone seemed really upset for you “aww no! But don’t worry, we won’t do anything harmful to you,” one of the girls mentioned as she guided you to sit next to her “thanks,” you said quietly “no problem, but come on... Tell us everything!” She exclaimed, as they were all listening intensely.