Not So Normal

Chapter 34

   My alarm goes off at 8, and I hit snooze a couple times before I actually get up and get out of bed. As excited as I actually am for my first day in the studio, I'm equally terrified. I know how everything works because Lindsey and I put an album out, but doing this by myself is going to be different.

   Since I'm going to be in the studio for most of the day, I don't bother getting super dressed up, but I don't dress like a druggie or anything. I put on a navy blue tank top, jeans, and black Nike high tops, and put on a beanie because I'm too lazy to do my hair. I put on a little makeup, but not much since not many people are going to see me. I just want to be as relaxed as I can be. I don't want to be super nervous and have that get in the way of my vocals. When I'm all ready I grab my purse and head out.

   I pull into the parking lot of the studio at 9:55. Five minutes early. Not bad.

   When I walk inside I'm greeted by a very enthusiastic young man that I know right off the bat is gay.

   "Oh my god I absolutely adore your outfit! I love the casual look on you. Don't get me wrong, I absolutely am in love with you when you're all prettied up, but this is better. The navy blue really suits you, although I will have to agree with Niall when I say that you look absolutely ravishing in red," the guy gushes.

   "Um, thanks?" I say, not really knowing if his rambling was rhetoric or not.

   "Oh my god, you're welcome. I'm Jackson, by the way. I am still freaking out over the fact that I get to work with you on your album. Ever since you started dating Niall my life has been all about you. I run an update account on Twitter, as well as a fan page, and I have a Tumblr page dedicated to you, and a Facebook page, and oh my god I'm so sorry, this is probably freaking you out. I'll shut up," Jackson says, practically smacking himself.

   "No, you're fine. It's actually helping with my nerves, so please, continue," I say, not wanting him to be quiet. His mouth drops open, like he's surprised I would want him to keep talking.

   "Okay. Well, if you'll follow me, I'll lead you to the studio we'll be working in for the next little while," he says, leading me further into the building.

   "So Jackson, if you don't mind me asking, are you dating anyone?" I ask, an idea forming in my mind. People will thank me later. Jackson sighs.

   "No, but I wish! There just aren't any decent guys in LA! And I haven't met any girls I'd go straight for, so I'm just stuck in the single life," he says sadly. We get into an elevator and Jackson hits the 3. I wonder how many studios this place has...

   "Well, I could set you up with someone if you want. I know a guy who's just dying to meet someone," I say with a smile. Tyler was complaining to me about how there are just no guys good enough for him that he's met. Jackson's face instantly lights up.

   "Are you serious? Oh my god that would be the best! I can't believe you would do that! We just met!" he exclaims. We get off the elevator and I shrug.

   "You seem like a cool guy. And I can't keep watching my best friend be single while I'm happily dating," I say. I feel bad talking about Niall around Tyler, but he seems to enjoy the talk, even though I know he gets really sad sometimes when people talk about their relationships.

   "You are seriously the best. I have a whole new level of respect and awe for you," Jackson says reverently. I feel flattered. Like, how often does someone say that to you? Never. Especially when I'm dating the guy that millions of girls around the world want to date. I've learned to stop looking for posts about me on social media sites, just because it gets too depressing, seeing all the hate.