No Foundations

Are all American girls like this? - Chapter 3

REMINGTON'S POV

I heard to door in the room creek waking me up from the already light sleep I was in. I didn't feel like opening my eyes up yet. I was still so tired...

"Okay, seriously guys this is creepy." I heard a semi familiar voice. Was that Niall? Am I still dreaming?

"Damn. She is fit." Okay, I didn't recognize that voice.

"Yeah, I told you. Now can we please get out of here. You guys are peeping tom status right now." That was Niall. Does that mean the other boys are in my room? Why are they in my room!?

"What's her name again?" a new not familiar voice says.

"It's Remington." I mumble and I hear a gasp in the room. So I sit up rub my eyes and look around. There are 4 people I've never seen in person before staring at me, and Niall.

"Remi, I am so sorry. I tried to get them to leave." Niall groaned with his face in his hands. I cough and stare at the new faces for a second. I smile.

"Well this is a weird wake up call Niall, I'll give you that." I laugh and get up. Thank god I passed out in my clothes. "Sorry I look like hell, I was sleeping. Oh wait. You knew that. Creepos." The boys frown. I laugh. "Oh calm down cupcakes. It's nice to meet you. I'm Remington." I reach my hand out to shake theirs. Zayn grabs it first and winks at me. I smile.

"Sorry for waking you up..." Liam says too me. I turn and look at him, waving my hand so he knows it's no big deal.

"Remington is a funny name." Louis blantly points out.

"Louis spelt like LEWis is a funny name too." I throw back at him.

"How did you know I was Louis?" He eyed me, "You're a fan!"

"Or, I'm about to intern for Simon Cowell and you guys just so happen to be on label and I just so happened to have done my research before coming here to avoid looking like a complete idiot." When he was speechless I smiled. "And maybe because I'm a fan, a little bit, but I'm not here to freak out over you guys. Simon gave me an opportunity of a lifetime to do a good job here and that's exactly what I am going to do. I am strictly here to be professional. No monkey business." I wanted to warn them now. I've read about how they like to mess around and I am not going to allow them to mess this stuff up for me.

"Well I like you already." Liam comes up and hugs me. I laugh, hugging him back.

"Thanks Liam." I say as I pull away. Then turn towards Harry, who has been much quieter for what I was expecting. "Are you going to introduce

yourself? I mean, I guess I know who you are, but it'd be nice to have a formal introduction."

"Uh yeah, Hey. I'm Harry." He smiles at me and flips his hair. I fan myself.

"Oh boy, that is overwhelming." I smile and he gives me a weird look. "What? You just flipped your hair. Wow. I just told an awesome joke and you didn't even get it. Loser." I pouted at him.

"Or it just wasn't that good." He smiled his cheeky smile at me.

"You're going to have to take that back, I can beat you up you know." I matched his smile.

"Yeah, right. What are you? 1.5 meters?"

"Uhhh... Hi I'm from America. I don't use the metric system, but that doesn't matter. Did you just come at my height? Darling, darling boy, I'm tall enough to kick your ass!" I take a step closer to him looking straight up into his eyes, not breaking eye contact for anything.

"This girl is feisty. I approve." Niall says, Harry and I don't even flinch even though honestly, I had almost forgot the rest of the boys were in the room.

"My money is on Remington." Zayn says and I hear his someone take his hand.

"5 pounds?" Niall questions.

"I want in on this!" I hear Louis. In my peripheral vision I see a pile of money accumulating on the table.

"You guys are wasting your money, she cant even move me. Be reasonable." Harry says, voice low, challenging me.

"Just to be nice, I'll bet 2 pounds nothing happens." Liam says, adding to the pile.

"Your move, Styles. Take back your comments about my height and my jokes or you'll have to face my fury." I raise my eyebrow and he studies my face.

"Are all American girls like this?" He smiles again.

"Nope." I say, standing on my tiptoes to whisper in his ear. "I'm one of a kind." And with that I grabbed his arm, yanked it and threw him into a nearby couch. The boys all fall on the bed laughing.

"Damn! She got you mate!" Niall almost has tears in his eyes.

Louis comes up and gives me a high five, "Awesome." He says, and then ruffles my hair. I push his hand out of the way and walk over to the couch where Harry is laying.

"Anything you have to say cupcake?" I say as I reach out my hand. He groans.

"Yeah, I am not messing with you for the next 8 months." He grabs my hand and I pull him off the couch.

"That's what I thought. You can call me Princess Remi from now on, and feel free to bow whenever I enter the room." I say with a wink. He gives me a funny look again. "Dude, I'm kidding. Seriously?" He laughs.

"Gotcha." He smiles at me. I groan.

"Alright guys, I need to shower. Thanks for the creepy wake up call, I'd appreciate it if you actually stayed out of my flat while I'm sleeping though. I mean, that's pretty much normal behavior where I come from, and I'm guessing it is here too." I give them a this-is-where-you-need-to-head-to-the-door kind of look. They got the hint and got up we started walking to the door of my flat.

"Okay, well if you're interested, we could make breakfast or something. Have it done in an hour. Then after we can all head to the studio? And remember to read over that portfolio thing Simon left for you." Niall reminded me, pausing at the door before leaving. He was a really sweet guy. I could tell I'll get along with him

"Oh yeah! For sure, thanks Niall! I appreciate it." He's been looking out for me since I got here. It was so nice. I leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. He blushed. It was adorable. "I'll be over when I'm cleaned up." I say, closing the door.