Idol Situation

Idol Meeting

"Zee, can you please get water for our guests." My dad gave me a notice glare making me realise my attire.

I was a damn t-shirt shorts combo that was not decent enough. I have imagined meeting my favourite band a billion of times but never in one of those fantasies, I had this scenario. At least I was always decently dressed.

As the five gorgeous boys entered the house they all gave me a speculative look and I was burning from head to toe under their gaze. Was I suppose to scream now and ask for their autographs and selfies?

My mind did a once over and I cringed at the image. I was in a messy bun which you make using your fingers as a comb, a grey faded loose unflattering t-shirt and black cotton shorts worn too many times. I was without an ounce of makeup which was a big thing since I freckles on my nose. I never make up in usual days but I should have worn it if I was going to a VICTOR fan meeting. Right now I was at my worst.

I was going to my room to get changed but my dad called me in the living room.

"Do you know these guys Zee?" He asked casually not realising how hard my heart was thumping right then or how cold my hands were.

"I am a big fan," I mumbled shyly.

"You are?" Michelle asked and I was dumbstruck for a moment.

Wake up Zenna, you are braver than this.

I manage to nod finally and Michelle smiled. He had blonde hair right now which went amazingly well with his ocean blue eyes. He was the tallest in the group with 6'3 height and also the main dancer. I knew everything about him a fan should but I kept quiet.

"Boys, if you want me to stay you have to work with my daughter for few days till I can get back on my legs. She will be your manager. As far as I know she is helping and caring so there will be no temper issue problems or anything like that. Right, Zee?" My father asked in a stern tone and I nodded.

He pretended like he knew me but like he said, I had no temper problems.

"She doesn't seem that capable." This came from Skyler, the youngest one, band's all rounder.

"I agree," Zaidan added and I felt a sting of pain.

"I have no issues with her," Ross said in a bored tone.

Brent and Michelle were the cool and kind ones who gave me an encouraging smile.

"Then do you want me gone Zaidan?" My father asked him rather strictly.

He mumbled a no and gave me a concerned look like I was a useless person. So that how it is going be, I had to be the fan of the cold guy of the group.

Since I have never been the arguing kind I decided to let them choose if they want me as a manager or not.

I was already squirming in my weird clothes. But should I take a pic first, Maddie will never believe me. I should have reacted differently around the boys had I met them in a fan meeting or something but right now I was getting to see the real group and not the one that keeps smiling for the fans.

"Can I get you guys coffee till you decide?" I asked remembering they loved coffee and coffee stuff was the only thing my dad had in abundance.

For a moment all of them stopped talking and looked at me.

"Sure dear, go ahead," My dad said and I almost ran away in relief.

Once I started boiling the water, I decided to change my clothes as well. I changed into jeans and a better-looking t-shirt.