Life Together

Chapter 1: The Interview

Hey. I'm Madison Henderson. I'm a seventeen-year-old from Floredale Toronto. I'm about five feet seven inches in height, with brown hair and blue-green eyes. I'm honestly just your average teenager. I love hanging out with friends, I agree high school sucks, and I like things like Instagram, coffee and music. Lots and lots of music. I like music so much that I sing, play guitar, piano and write my own songs. I'm so obsessed with music that I'm on my way to getting a record deal with Island Records. Cool, I know. So now that you know a little about me. Let's get on with it, shall we?

It was your average morning. I woke up at about seven o'clock, the sunlight welcoming me to a brand new day. Sighing, I somehow drag my tired body out of bed and up to the bathroom. I do all the normal things someone does when they wake up; I pee, brush my teeth, wash my face, slap on some makeup, brush my hair and get dressed. Same ol' same ol'.

Except for the fact that I wasn't going to school this morning, as you probably have guessed. Nope. I'm going to the recording studio for an interview. Yes. An interview at a legit record label.

I smile to myself when I remember the big things that are going to happen today. After checking my appearance in the mirror, I head downstairs to get some breakfast. My parents have already left for work, and my brother Dylan, is away at college. It's kinda nice not having him here to boss me around, but I do miss him.

I trot over to the cupboards to grab some cereal. Cinnamon Toast Crunch has always been my favorite. I also grab a bowel, and the quart of milk from the fridge. Once I sit down at the counter I realize that I forgot a spoon. Laughing to myself, I get up to grab one. As soon as I sit back down, the doorbell rings. I check my watch. No one is supposed to be here for another thirty minutes. Oh well.

I get up again, and this time go to the front door. After looking through the peep hole, I open the door. Standing there looking as gorgeous as ever, is my best friend and boyfriend Shawn Mendes.

"Good morning beautiful, I brought muffins." Shawn says, a huge smile on his face.

"Good morning handsome, are you sure you're at the right house?" I ask, biting my lip.

"It doesn't matter as long as you're there." He grins, leaning down to kiss me.

I smile like an idiot when we pull away.

"Gosh stop it already!" I laugh, tugging him in for a hug.

"I can't help it!"

"I know you can't. It's adorable."

"Aw thanks," He smiles then makes eye contact, "so are you ready for your interview?"

"Heck yeah! I'm so excited and a little nervous."

"That's totally normal. You're going to rock it and get this record deal."

"Thanks Shawnie," I blush, "but before we go I need to eat breakfast first. My cereal is waiting."

"Cereal? Over muffins? Who are you?" Shawn gasps.

"Um never mind, I'll just go put the milk away." I laugh, shrugging mostly to myself.

"That's my girl." He laughs too, following me inside.

I run into the kitchen and quickly grab the milk off the counter. After popping it in the fridge, I turn to go back to the entry hall. Right when I do however, I run into Shawn, who had followed me all the way to the fridge.

"The muffins are that way dork." I point towards the front door.

"But you're right here." He smirks.

"Shawn, we need to go." I chuckle to myself.

"We are going. Did I suggest we weren't?" He sasses.