I'm Here to Assist You (Dinah/You)

Part 2

You clench the folder in your hand tightly and release a short sigh from your lips. You woke up at 4:30 this morning to prepare for this day and your coffee has yet to kick in. It was 7:30 and you were standing off to the side of the entrance of the Epic Records building desperately trying to empty the 7/11 coffee cup that was in your hand. You were nervous people would judge you for looking cheap, because you bought your coffee at 7/11 instead of Starbucks; but in all honestly 7/11's coffee tasted way better and it was cheaper. Why pay five bucks for an overrated cup of coffee when you could get the same thing for a $1.75?

You finish and toss the cup into the trash can. You let out one more nervous breath and begin the walk up to the giant glass door with giant block letters placed above it that read 'EPIC.' You smooth out your white button up shirt and tug on your long pink blazer coat, trying to reassure yourself of your outfit. You look nervously down at your simple white sneakers and light blue ripped skinny jeans. You look up at the sky and pray to the universe that your outfit is acceptable. You had figured since you were already offered the job a nice business casual ensemble would be ok. But you're a bit skeptical about the balance between business and casual in your outfit.

You exit the elevator on to the fourth floor and head towards the reception desk. You patiently wait till the lady behind the desk ends her phone call. She's a slightly older lady with short thin blonde hair and a real welcoming presence. She smiles at you and says, "Hello there, welcome to Daniel Brown's office. How can I help you today?" Her smile never falters and you don't feel nearly as intimidated as you did with the other secretary on the phone. Your confidence and positive attitude begin to rise. "Good morning. I'm (Y/N, Y/LN) I'm here for a meeting with Mr. Brown at 8 o'clock." You take a peek at the clock on the wall and congratulate yourself on being 15 minutes early. You have this thing where you feel that anything other than being early is being late. It annoys the shit out Jamal.

"Ok, Ms. Y/LN just have a seat and I'll let Mr. Brown know you're here. I believe we are just waiting for Fifth Harmony to arrive and then the meeting will begin." You nod thanks and sit down in the chair across from the elevator. 'Fifth Harmony, huh. That's that girl group Jamal's crush is in I think.' You're trying to remember the name of the girl, but your mind continues to draw blanks. You pull out your iPhone to do some quick research to help you remember, and so you can look like you know what you're talking about when you meet them. 'Ok so there's five of them. Camila Cabello, Lauren Jauregui, Normani Kordei, Ally Brooke Hernandez, and Dinah Jane Hansen. Damn they're pretty. I'm pretty sure Normani is the one Jamal has a crush on. I can totally see that, gah damn. Stop being a perv Y/N. Sorry Y/N. Also, quit fucking talking to yourself in your head. People may not be able to hear you but sometimes you make facial expressions as if you are actually talking to someone else. I do? You do. Really? Really. Interesting. Not really.' You roll your eyes at yourself, and continue to do your research. You learn that Camila is from Cuba, and that they were formed on X Factor. You save a couple of videos like their audition clips, judges house video, and a video with a compilation of all their X Factor performances so you can watch them later. You learn that Lauren is from Miami, and so is Camila. You also learn Normani and Ally are from Texas and that Normani was a dancer and in gymnastics before Fifth Harmony. You also save the videos Normani did with their choreographer Sean Bankhead. You also find out Dinah is Polynesian, and auditioned for a Disney movie featuring a Polynesian princess. After learning a few more facts about the girls. You follow every single social media account they have. Every twitter account, including a few fan accounts. You follow their You Tube accounts including AwesomenessTV and their VEVO. You like them on Facebook, add tags to your tumblr, and add all the snapchat accounts you could find. Just as you finish hitting the last follow button the elevator dings and the doors open to reveal the girls of Fifth Harmony.

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The girls will be in the next chapter. I promise.

I hope you guys like the story so far though.

- Madi