We ordered food, myself getting a Big Mac with everything on it, 20 nuggets, 2 large fries, a large drink, and a McFlurry. Adrianna only got a cheeseburger meal. I could already tell that lil Kennedy loved the food.
I was halfway done when I saw a fountain machine, floods worth of memory coming through my mind. My brain hurt, and I felt like I was there. Niall was there right alongside me, himself crying as well. I felt myself being shoved, so I opened my eyes to see a worried Adrianna looking me in the eyes. Through the tears and sobbing, I asked her to call Jon and William. I remember a path to the house in the woods.
While on the car ride home she told me many things. "I'm thinking about getting turtles. Nyxinia has been worried about you. Your interview is tomorrow, and Jon and William would like to talk to you about that as well. Why they didn't talk to you when they were there earlier, I don't know." Adrianna mentioned I would be recorded in the morning so if I messed up it would be fixed easily. The showing would be later in the evening. Adrianna took me to a store, where I bought 10 maternity shirts, and 10 maternity pants and shorts. It was getting colder out, but we had a few hot days. I also picked out a blue dress, with a white cover up jacket. I got a white flower pin for my hair, and I had black heels to wear. Everything was perfect. I was already ready for tomorrow morning.
We got to the house which I had dearly missed about 2 hours later, with a waiting call for Jon. When I called him back, he was worried. He went over my lines many times, saying the same thing. "Anything else you need, call me ok love?" but I stopped him after saying that.
"I think I might remember a path to the house."
"The day after tomorrow, ok? I don't want to wear you out. Get plenty of rest, and be ready. Bring a friend as well as your sister. And if you could, bring a fake boyfriend. You know, only for show. Ok. Good luck."
I nodded, but murmured 'Ok'. I immediatley called Nyxinia even thought it'd been 9. "I have an interview tomorrow. Can you please come as support?" I heard a flood of yeses in a matter of seconds. "Uh, can I speak to your brother?" Awkwardly she approved and handed the phone away. "Jason?" I heard a grunt. "Can you come to a thing on TV with me as my fake boyfriend? I'll explain tomorrow."
"Yes, I'd love to," his raspy voice mumbled. "Actually, I could be your real boyfriend if you'd like."
"No thank you, I'm busy." I hung up, and laid on my memory foam bed, thankful for it. It was so comfortable.
I was awaken around 6 Am to Nyxinia starring me in the face, asking if I was ready. I gotten the dress and makeup on in record time, 20 minutes, and right then we were rushed out into Adrianna's car. I got in the back behind Adrianna who was driving, Nyxinia in the passenger, a sleepy Jason next to me.
"You are my fake boyfriend. Don't speak unless spoken to. Pretend to be older." I nagged and nagged and nagged until he said he had it down. He pulled his phone out doing his own thing while I began falling asleep on the car door.
I had no dreams. I woken up to a clicking noise, but nothing was there. After another 5 minutes of trying to get back to sleep I given up and noticed the sign for the studio ahead. As Adrianna pulled up she proudly told him we were here for an interview, I was Andrea McDonald, she boasted as if I were a celebrity. "She's right there." She finished jerking a thumb back here, as the man took note of me. Eventually he lifted the gates, and we parked the car, excited to get the interview over with. I only hoped that I wouldn't cry explaining what happened.
Jason's POV
While Andrea began slowly falling asleep, I got my phone out, texting Jarred quickly.
Me- yo bro what's up
Jarred- nothing much, hbu
Me- going to an interview with this girl.. Shes smoking
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