With the boys occupied getting themselves ready, I rushed off to the shower for a second time.
Since I was just old enough, according to my parents, I had to cram the first two Iron Man movies into the two hours I had before the premier. As weird as it seems, I had to watch Mr. Downey whilst getting dressed.
I flat ironed my dry hair before getting my makeup out. Like Andi taught me, I winged my eyeliner in a thick, dark black, created a shadow of black powder where my brow bone and eye meet then cover the rest of my eyelid and under my brow in white. Seemed a little excessive to me, but I had to.
The dress I bought a few days ago seemed just fine for the premier. Black, it came to just under my bum but it wasn't tight, plunge neckline and square sleeves. I shimmied into it and tied the elastic band on the inside.
I quickly painted my nails a bright purple and covered it with a clear coat. Adding the gold and black earrings, I had to go into my room to fetch my perfume. I was annoyed when I saw how my Viva la Juicy was almost gone. But I used it anyway.
Maybe I'll use some of that huge paycheck to buy more.
Finishing touch . . .
"Got it!" I cheered and laced on a pair of neon purple Keds before meeting the boys in the limo.
"We got a limo, we got a limo!" the six of us sang most of the way there, then burst into Barbie Girl until we stopped.
"Me first!" I screamed and stumbled onto the carpet, Mark and Izzy right behind me.
"Classy." Niall chuckled.
I spun my finger in the air then held up two fingers, "Screw you."
"Mature." Harry followed him.
I sighed and posed, my foot slightly in front of the other, right hand on my hip.
The boys grouped together, while I stayed on my own. This happened most of the time since we never did anything together, just lived together.
I neared the end, the time I was supposed to stop and answer questions. A small sign popped out from the metal bars, followed by two little girls.
"Lily! Lily!" Sophia-Grace and Rose yelled for me. I motioned for Mark and Izzy to step aside.
I laughed and crouched down to their height, "Hi, girls!"
Breathlessly, Sophia-Grace replied, "We have some questions for you!"
I nodded, "Fire away!"
"Are you going to be acting soon?" she asked, smiling a lopsided grin.
"I don't know, really. Maybe but you never know."
"If you could, what would you do?" Rosie asked quietly.
"You know? I think I would want to do a Nick at Nite show. Those are super cool." I laughed at their enthusiasm.
"When is you first single coming out?" Sophia-Grace asked.
"Actually, in a few weeks is when my EP comes out, but tonight at midnight is when my first single comes out!" I winked.
They screamed, hugging each other.
"Okay, girls! I have to go watch the movie. Bye!" I stood up and waved before answering a few more questions.
"Who are you wearing?"
I thought about it, "Topshop? I don't know."
"What made you decide to skip heels and wear Keds?"
"Man, you wear heels for a week straight and you'll crave sneakers as well."
I threw a curt wave before skipping inside. Sitting with the boys, I taught them how to do a slap seater, which is what we did in school assemblies before the teachers came in.
I started. Before the movie started, I crept up behind Mr. Tatum and slapped the back of his head then ran back and did the same to Louis. Then he proceeded to pick a person and do the same, then slapped Niall. This went on for a while. People didn't even know it was us, which was weird.
The movie started and I fell into my seat.
"I just slapped Justin Bieber." Niall whispered.
I raised my fists in the air, "Fanboy!"
"That's a weird way of showing it." Liam pretended to yawn.
I laughed, "Shut up and watch the dang movie."
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One In A Million
Fanfiction"Don't let anyone look down on you because you are young, but set an example in speech, in life, in love, in faith, and in purity . . . " My name is Lillian James Stomp. Simon Cowell signed me as his first - but one and only - American, twelve-year...