(Jenna's Point Of View)
Walking out of the back room, I go join Julia at the front desk. I just don't want to be around Justin anymore. He is starting to catch on fast and I don't want him to find out the truth. If he had found out, he would get worried and I don't want him to be nor anybody else. I have to find a way to cover up my bruises before anybody else notices them.
When I reach the front desk, I take notice of five boys standing in front of it, talking to Julia. They look very familiar and when I begin to walk towards them, they all whip their heads around towards me. Looking at the five of them, one boy stands out the most. He has dark brown, curly hair with the most gorgeous green eyes. I just loved the way they glistened when he looked at me. When I noticed him, I got butterflies in my stomach, which is a new feeling to me.
"Jenna, this is Liam, Zayn, Niall, Louis and Harry." Julia informs me, gesturing to each one. For some odd reason, those names put together sounded really familiar. "They are in a boy band. You know? One Direction." Julia tells me.
Thats why they looked so familiar. I used to be obsessed with them when I was 12 years old, which was about two years ago, around the time I introduced Julia to Justin. The reason why I noticed the curly haired one- I mean Harry is because he was my favorite in the band when I was a fan.
"It's nice to meet you all." I say, shaking each of their hands.
Realizing that one of them noticed my bruises, I pull my arm away from his site. I really have to cover these things up.
"Excuse me for a moment." I say to them, immediately heading towards the bathroom.
When I walk in, I go straight to the sink, which has a mirror above it. I look at myself and notice the bruises on my shoulder. I take my travel foundation out of my back pocket and open it up. I carefully dab some onto my bruises, feeling a slight sting from each dab that is applied. I rubbed it into my skin lightly, until it covers my bruises and blends in evenly. I take one last look into the mirror and sigh.
"It looks convincing." I say to myself, shrugging my shoulders up and down.
"What does?" I hear a girly voice say from afar. I turn around to see Kelly standing there looking confused.
"Oh, um nothing." I say in reply, trying to avoid the subject.
"K." She gives me attitude and stomps out of the bathroom.
I know she realizes that I'm not telling her something, but I can't tell her even if she gets mad at me for it. She would take it way out of proportion and besides, I wasn't listening to Tony's rules and he probably only did those things to protect me. Walking out of the bathroom, I go back into the front lobby. When I get there I notice that nobody is in the room and there is a sign on Julia and I's desk saying.
Be Back Later!
-Focka Records
I wonder where they all could have gone. I eventually decide to go look in the back room, where I had left Justin. When I got closer I heard a lot of voices. Some sounded familiar and some didn't. I walk through the door and the voices go silent. I see Julia, Heather, Kelly, Emily, Justin, and the boys from One Direction.
"Did I interrupt something?" I ask, giving some attitude.
"No, we just didn't expect you to come in." Justin said.
I give him a dirty look, that kind of offended me. "I'm sorry, would you like me to leave?"
"No, I didn't mean it like that. You just surprised us. Here. Sit down." He moves over on the couch for me to sit.
I walk over and sit between him and the boy from One Direction that noticed my bruises.
"Hello, love. My name is Liam." The boy says, giving me his hand to shake.
Shaking it, I tell him my name.
"So Jenna, you work here?" The blonde one asks me. I'm pretty sure his name is Niall.
"Yeah, my dad and Julia's dad own this recording studio." I tell him.
"So are you Drake or Dales daughter?" I think Louis asked me.
"Drake's."
"You're the Drake Falsca's daughter?" Harry asks me, sounding amazed.
"Yep." I tell him proudly. As if on cue, my dad and Dale walk in.
"Hello, I'm Drake." My dad tells them, putting his hand out for each boy to shake.
"And I'm Dale." Julia's dad says, shaking the boys hands as well.
"So I understand you want to record some songs with us?" My dad asks them. Harry was about to answer, but got interrupted by a man who walked in just then.
"Yes, we do."
"Ah, you must be Paul." My dad says, shaking his hand.
"Yes, and you must be either Drake or Dale." Paul replies.
"Drake, that's Dale." My dad informs him, pointing in Dale's direction.
"Nice to meet you." Dale says, shaking Paul's hand.
"Well, you kids go out and have some fun. We have business to discuss." My dad tells us before pushing us all out of the room.
Well, this should be fun. At least I got to meet One Direction.
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