She's Not Afraid

Work. Play. Sleep.

Rai's POV

"Wake up!" Damian yelled, jumping on my queen size bed. 

"NO! I need to sleep! Why do you you want  to separate me from my love?" I fake cried into my pillows.

"Because you have work in an hour and there are waffles waiting for you in the kitchen," he replied.

"I'm sorry bed, I love you, but I love waffles too," I said petting my duvet. I jumped up out of my bed and started running down the stairs.

"I'm here! Where's the waffles?" I yelled looking around the kitchen like a fangirl who just found out One Direction were in the same mall as them. "Found 'em!" I yelled in victory.

"Mmm. These are so good," I mumbled through my mouthful of  chocolate chip waffles.

"I know, I know. I try," Michael said, walking into the kitchen.

"Yeah, try as in by putting them in the toaster," I said back. He raised his hands up in defeat.

"Well, imma go get dressed for work," I said dragging my feet across the wood work.

I ran up the stairs and grabbed my blue roxy capris, my white polo, my name badge, my board, my phone and ran out the door.

"Bye peasants!" I yelled out the door and I headed over  to the elevator.

Once I got outside, I jumped on my board and started to cruise. I arrived in front of Tuned In, the little music store I worked at. Not a lot of people come here. It's a quiet, lay-low kinda place. Well, that was until Marsh and I started working here. Now it's never quiet because we're always laughing, being loud and goofing off until a customer comes in. 

"Marsh!" I yelled, walking in through the back and putting my board in my boss's office in the back.

"Rai!" He yelled back. "How's school?" 

"Hard as hell," I replied. "I'm thinking about just doing it online." 

"That sounds fun," he says.

"Yeah, I mean if you think about it." Just then a customer comes in.

"Hey, isn't that Simon Cowell, the guy from X-Factor, and a producer? I think?" I question Marsh.

"I think so. Uh, I don't know to be honest," he replied back laughing.

"Um, excuse me. Where can I find the acoustic section?" Simon asked coming up to me at the desk.

"Over there on the third shelf in the back right corner," I say pointing over my shoulder and standing on my tip toes to make sure I was pointing in the right direction.

"Thank you. Erm, what's your name?" he asked. Omg! Simon Cowell wants to know my name. Woah.

"Erm, Rainella," I say with more confidence than I actually have at the moment.

"Okay. Thank you Rainella," he said walking towards the back.

"Omg! Simon Cowell just asked for my name! That's amazing! He's the one who created One Direction!" I say happily. What? Just because I'm a huge tomboy doesn't mean I can't like One Direction. Jeeze, don't judge me.

"Are you ready to pay, sir?" I asked Simon.

"Yes. And ,please, call me Simon," he said nicely.

"Okay. That will be €7.80." I say. He hands me the money and I give him back his change. "Thanks for shopping at Tuned In," I say.

"Have a nice day, Rainella," he said taking the receipt.

"Likewise." I said and waved.



Simons POV

"Niall, I got you your new tuner!" I yelled walking into Harry's flat.

"Awesome!" He said jumping up and down and snatching the bag from my hand. 

"Oh, and also I met a girl there. Her name was, Rainella. She works there if you guys ever want to meet her. I'm sure you'll love her". I said confidently, noticing Niall, Liam and Harry perk up at her name. Boys, but whatever.  "I'm going home!" I yelled leaving the flat.


Rai's POV

"Honeeeey! I'm homeeee!" I yelled, walking into the house and throwing my keys in the dish by the door.

"Wow! Someone's in a good mood if you just actually called someone honey," Michael said laughing.

"Shuddup and hand me a controller!" I yelled back at him.

"Here you go," he said back; sitting back down on the couch and me plopping next to him.

"You'll never guess who I met today," I spoke up.

"Um, lemme guess Bruno Mars?" he said seriously.

"No, dummy," I replied back.

"Um, Rob Dyrdek?" He asked.

"What the hell would Rob Dyrdek be doing in a music store? Although, I wouldn't mind meeting him. Anyway I meet Simon Cowell today. The X-Factor judge, and the owner of Syco Records" I said happily.

(A/N I don't really no if Simon owns it or just manages it but, yah.)

"That's so cool," he said sarcastically.

"Whatever, I'm going to go up to my room to play some FIFA." I say jumping off the couch and running up the stairs. I walk in my room and go to my closet grabbing sweats and my Despicable Me minion shirt.

I sat down in my game chair and turned on the Playstation, putting on my head-set. I turned on local server multiplayer and typed in my name.

Raithelastavenger. Yeah, I know lame but it was the first thing to mind.

I typed in the message bar:

Raithelastavenger: Anyone up for a one on one game?

 About a minute later, I got a response.

MarcelthekidRS: Sure. I'm up for a nice one on one.

He was already joining my game. My mic clicked on, signaling he was in the game. The screen counted down 3. 2. 1. GO! and the virtual ball dropped out of nowhere.

"You're going down!" I yelled into the speaker.

"Not if I can help it!" The guy yelled back.



Harry's POV


I logged into my user and looked for a game.

Raithelastavenger: Anyone up for a one on one game? 

The request popped up on my message board and I gladly accepted it.

MarcelthekidRS: Sure. I'm up for a nice one on one.

I joined the game. 3. 2. 1. GO! and the virtual ball dropped. 

"You're going down!" I heard a feminine voice yell through the head-set.

"Not if I can help it!" I yelled back.

"Yeah! I won! Whoo! In your face!" She yelled through the head-set and I was just devastated that a girl beat me.

"I call for a rematch!" I yelled.

"Dude. As much as I'd love to, I have uni in the morning so I gotta sleep. Log in around 3:15 tomorrow afternoon and we'll rematch," she said.

"Okay sounds good to me. Bye."

"Goodbyeeeee!" She sang into the mic and hung up.



Rai's POV

"Goodbyeeeee!" I sang into the mic and logged out of my FIFA account happily because I won. Again.

Woah. It's almost 1. How long have I been playing? I thought and climbed into my bed.

I need to go on Twitter. I haven't been on in 2 days.

I log in and go to stalk One Direction.

I type in harry_styles and click the profile to see that he just tweeted.

@harry_styles: can't believe I just got beat by a girl in FIFA. Humph.

I retweeted it and worked up all my courage to tweet back.

@Rainella_alexis: @harry_styles would that girl happen to be Raithelastavenger aha 'Gasppp'

I sent the tweet thinking he wouldn't reply anyways. I turned of my lamp, plugged in my iphone, and went to sleep.

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It's short

I know sorry but...........

It's just getting started sorry.

Ermmmm idek sooo I'm yah bye Xx

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EDITED BY THE BEST PERSON EVER! @hemmoirwin913! LOVE YA RAI!