Perfect Mixture (Luke Hemmings/5sos Fanfiction

Chapter 1

"Summer!! You're going to be late for makeup again," my mom, Char, yells from the bottom of the stairs. I let out a groan and shout back that I am getting out of bed now. I don't even bother looking at my alarm clock, knowing I'm already running late. I start throwing on clothing knowing when I get to work I'll be put in different clothing anyway. One of the perks of being a Victoria's Secret Angel: You don't have to make yourself presentable, they do all the work for you.

I jog downstairs grabbing a protein shake and some fruit as well as my brightly colored keys and walk out the door. I've never enjoyed fruit or protein anything, but my boss said that if I want to keep my job, I have to follow the 'Model Lifestyle.' Whatever that means. I speed off to work after saying a quick "bye, love you" to my mom and she mumbles something and let's out a small chuckle. The smell of my car soon consumes me, making me feel at peace once again. I've always loved driving yet shiver at the thought of knowing my dad loved driving too. That's not the only think he loved doing to-. Quit it. Today is going to be a good day. Make today a good day.

I rush into the corporation whispering profanities as I trip on the multiple belongings falling out of my purse as I run. I'm sure I was amusing multiple workers around me with my tardiness. As soon as I made it to hall 4, room 7, I grabbed the handle and busted in. I have had the same room for pictures sense the day I got hired, which would be about 6 months ago. I sat down in my regular chair that was a little more comfier then the regular chairs due to me always being here. Something about it being good for my back, blah blah blah.

The stylist starts to complete my hair as we talk. I found out she would be taking place of my old hair stylist. Her name was Sandra, she was 19 years old, and had been doing hair since grade school because of her mom. Soon another women comes in and finishes my make up, named Stacy, who was also new. I wondered why my usuals weren't here, but the thought didn't bother me. As my boss came in I put on a cheetah print bra and matching underwear. This was considered 'sexier' than my regular modeling attire. It was more revealing than most of the bras and swimsuits I have modeled in, not that I was complaining.

"Hey Jim!" I said to my boss/manager as he walked in.

"Hey Sum!" I cringed as he used his regular nickname that I've been avoiding. "I have some fabulous news! The bands One Direction and 5 Seconds of Summer, need a performer and lead dancer for their incoming tour. They have informed the Victoria's Secret Corporation that they need someone popular and that can dance. Because I knew you dabbled in dancing and are quite good, I sent in some of your old dancing videos and your modeling shots that will be taken today to the bands manager. I hope you don't mind, it's just you cannot refuse an offer as good as this." He seemed to be incredibly proud of himself. "Also, I have talked to your mom, she said she will support you 100% and if you get picked, which is highly likely because let's face it, your the most attractive model Victoria's Secret has to offer, you will take a plane to London, live on the same tour bus as One Direction and 5SOS for 8 months, and dance at all of their performances. Because you finished high school this year, you won't have to worry about academics, and food and living space will be provided. You will get weekly shipments of clothing from Victoria's Secret mostly as a promotion for us, but as well as new bra, underwear, tight suits, and bikini sets for all of their concerts. Honestly, it's the biggest opportunity you'll probably ever face in your life. You may not get picked, however... are you in?"

I stood there with my jaw on the floor. Is this really happening? I've always loved dancing and would completely consider it as a profession, but is this really happening? What about my mom, will she get lonely when I'm gone? I mean she is home all alone because my dad bailed as soon as he got turned in when I was 16. He nev-. Not again. Stop Summer. But my mom could get lonely. I'll miss my friends loads and I am kind of enjoying being a model right now. This is the most popular I've ever been for Victoria's Secret. But, this could be a really big opportunity though. And I would get to meet Luke Hemmings. I smiled at the this thought.

"Summer?" he responded again. I realized I began to day dream.

"I'm in."

Jim laughed lightly and brought me all of our most high quality, figure shaping clothing pieces. I'll admit I looked hot. But this was rare. Everyone always talks about how pretty and lucky I am, when in reality I would consider myself average. Maybe even under average. I began to pose in my regular stances. Sensual yet classy. After the long day of modeling, Jim told me that he sent the photos in and that he'll call me tonight. I would have to leave Friday if I was accepted. He apologized for the short notice, considering today is Wednesday but it didn't really bother me.

When I got home it was only 5:30. I invited my closest group of friends which consisted of 4 girls, Cat, Havi, Lana, and Brittany. I told them about the tour and they were all in tears. I'll admit I was going to miss them loads, but it was going to be worth it... hopefully. At around 8ish when we were in the middle of a game of truth or dare, I received a phone call from Jim. Everyone quieted down as I put him on speaker.

"Hello?" he said almost as if he was holding his breath.

"Hey Jim!"

"Sum, you're not going to believe this." I looked down and frowned. I didn't make it. "but you got accepted and they chose you!"
My breath hitched.

"WHATTT?" I almost yelled.

"YOU'RE GOING TO LONDON IN 2 DAYS." he yells the excitement roaring in his words.

"ahhhh!" I let out a swirl of excitement. All the cons of this trip were lost in my thoughts of 9 worldwide pop stars.

"Your bags must be packed tomorrow. Your flight leaves at 3:00am on Friday. I will stop by your house early tomorrow morning and drop off the first shipment of your Victoria's Secret clothing. Next stop, London!!"

Authors Note: First chapter!! Thanks so much for reading!! stay tuned for chapter 2!
-Jackie