Maya's P.O.V:
Not my greatest morning. I woke up only to see that my mom was not home and left me a note. The note said I had to pack my bags just in case. So I did that and said goodbye to every thing in the house and called a cab. I ended up arriving late at the studio. The stupid packing set me behind about 20 minutes. I had no time to do my makeup. As soon as I got to the studio, I made a beeline to the bathroom.
My eyes seemed small. They just needed a slight touch up. Whipping out eyeliner, I professionally made a wing on each eye. There. Perfect.
Strutting in confidence with my guitar in hand, I marched into the recording room. Simon was already in there. He eyed my guitar.
"You play?" He asked slowly.
"Yep." I said proudly.
"Alright then, get in the booth. Do you have an original song for today?"
"Yeah I do." I said stepping into the booth. I put the oversize headphones over my ears. Sitting on the stool I strummed a chord and spoke into the Microphone.
"Nose rings and Shoestrings recording one.
Ruffled hair, loose shoestring. Covered arms and a nose ring. He's just misguided I think. He goes out to the lights up, he doesn't care for the day mmmm he doesn't know what he's worth. But he's self confessed and a little obsessed gets money from his parents to try and impress. I guess that's adolescence at its best. He's never put to the test but still distressed and he keeps a bottle inside his vest. I guess that's adolescence at it's best. He says live fast and die young forget the past and move on."
I stopped abruptly when I saw the five boys standing there. I looked over to Simon in confusion. I met these boys before when I was with my mom. What was One Direction doing here?
"Boys, this is Maya, your new opening act."
They looked happy, but I was shocked. does that mean I'm signed?
"Welcome to Syco, Maya. I'm going to take a wild guess and assume you've already written many songs that you can use on tour."
I nodded, still numb from the shock of being signed.
Someone else was eyeing my guitar. The blond one starred at it.
"You play?" He asked quickly, with a not very British accent.
"You're Irish!" I gasped.
"Guilty as charged." He said shrugging his shoulders. "The names Niall. Niall Horan."
"Well Niall, as you probably know, I'm Maya, and now I have a foreigner buddy!"
"You're Scottish!" The brown haired blue eyed boy gasped in similar shock.
"That I am Mr..."
"Tomlinson. Louis Tomlinson."
"Well Mr. Tomlinson, I am Scottish. I've lived there my entire life."
"You could tell your Scottish, it shows when you sing." The brown eyed, polite, fair skinned boy said. "I'm Liam, by the way and This is Harry and Zayn." He said pointing to two boys next to him.
After much talk with the boys, I asked Simon an important question.
"When does the tour start?"
He looked at me expressionless.
"In one week."
I'm doomed.
That's no time to prepare! I mean, I don't mind being on a tour bus with cute guys but.....
I guess Harry sensed how nervous I was.
"It's all right Maya, your talented and pretty, so you should be fine." Harry said while sliding a hand around my waist, drawing me into him.
Liam looked at Harry, anger was clear on his face. "I-I have to go to the bathroom." Liam stuttered as he hurried out of the room.
What's his problem?
A/N:
Sorry this chapter is not exciting. The good news here is that the boys met maya! OK, just a small question, I think I made it clear which boy likes her, but who do you want her to like? Just so you know, Zayn is engaged to Perrie in the story, Louis has Eleanor. I'm not sure if I'm going to keep Liam with Sophia for the sake of the story. I respect her, I really do, but I want to keep Liam single in the story.
Comment what you think of the chapter! I love hearing opinions.
Ilysm until next time,
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