Not So Average Promise of an Average Girl - Taylor Lautner Fan Fiction

Chapter 10: Officially A Member

Taylor Lautner Fan Fiction

Book 1: Not So Average Love Story of an Average Girl

Book 2: Not So Average Promise of an Average Girl

Note: Just because she asked, here is chapter 10. lol. Enjoy! :) 

Chapter 10: Officially A Member

We spun around, laughing and dancing with each other as the cameras continuously took pictures of us. Maybe modeling wasn't so bad after all. These other models were great, and really fun to be around. We've been taking pictures all day, and we were having a great time. We took a break at 12:30 for lunch and sat around talking and getting to know each other. My favorite so far was Amelia. The only word that I could think of to describe her was southern belle. She's originally from Texas, but moved to California to be a model. She has short black hair and dark eyes. I got along with her more than any of the other models.

"What do you think there going to make us wear next?" she asked.

"Well there going with this whole rock and roll theme for the next issue so maybe they are getting ready to bring in more motorcycles to pose with so we will each get our own," I said. 

We all laughed and Amelia replied, "they did great with all this leather clothing, I admit. Y'all look badass."

"You're in the same clothes," I reminded her, "you look just as badass as we do."

"Back to shooting!" the photographer yelled, "Two of you on the motorcycle and the others pose around them."

We finished hours later and before I could leave the editor wanted to talk to me. 

"Is something wrong?" I asked.

"Oh of course not!" she smiled, "I just wanted to give you the good news."

"The good news?" I said.

"Yes," she said, "after seeing you today, I know you belong here. Not only are you a part of the Seventeen team, you are officially a Seventeen model!"

"Really?! It's official?"

"Yes, it's official."

"Thank you so much! You have no idea how happy I am to hear that."

"You earned it," she smiled, "I'll see you in a week for your next shoot."

"I'll be there," I promised her.

I walked in the door around 4 o'clock in the afternoon and went immediately to my room and fell onto the bed. I dropped my purse where it was and snuggled up to my pillow, falling asleep in minutes.

"Lil.." I heard someone whisper. Their hand was on my arm as they started shaking me, "Lily."

I finally opened my eyes and Taylor was sitting on the edge of the bed looking at me. "How long have you been home?"

"Almost an hour," he said, "I tried to let you sleep for awhile, but-"

"No," I interrupted, "I'm glad you woke me up. I probably shouldn't sleep during the day, then I'll be wide away tonight. Oh! How was the first day?"

"It was good," he smiled, "we just went over the story and it has a great message behind it. I'm glad I got the part. I think people are really going to like it."

"That's great! When do you start filming?"

"Not for a week or two. We're just going to start going over lines so we're all on the same page about where the story's going."

"What a coincidence that my next single is about bullying and your next movie is about bullying."

He chuckled, "I guess we're both just on the same page."

"I guess we are," I smiled.

"What about you?" he asked, "how'd the modeling go?"

"The other models were so nice! We all get along so well! At the end of the day the editor even said I was OFFICIALLY a Seventeen model!"

"So it's official?"

"It's official!" I giggled.

"Baby that's amazing!" he hugged me, "I'm so proud of you."

"Oh crap!" I said, "what time is it?"

"Almost six," he said, "why?"

"I'm supposed to meet the Rosebuds at the studio at six! Can you drive me?"

"Of course. I'll even leave to go get you dinner since you won't have time to eat here."

"You don't have to."

"I'm your boyfriend, Lil, of course I do."

"Right.." I smiled, "that rule."

"Yes that rule," he laughed, "let's go."

I got to the studio ten minutes late. I walked in and dropped my bag on the ground. I looked up to find everyone staring at me.

"What?" I asked.

"Why are you so late?" Adrian asked.

I apologised, "Sorry I've been doing the modeling thing all day and I fell asleep at home. Taylor just woke me up 15 ago. I'm here now though."

"It's fine," Olivia said, "I talked to the label and they want you to record Ferris Wheel and Bully Aid first. Once those two songs are finished, it doesn't matter what other songs you record."

"Great, let's get started."

We all walked into the booth and took our place. Jason the guitar, Max the drums, and Adrian the other guitar while Grace, Beth, and I took the microphones as the singers. It felt good to sing again. I've been so busy with the model thing lately that music went missing for awhile. The best part was singing our first song. The first song we wrote together, sang together, and the song that changed everything. There were rumors that Taylor made us famous, but we know that's not true. Nobody even knew that I knew Taylor when our song started becoming a hit. We won that contest and got the tour because of our talent, not because I knew Taylor. This was because of us. We earned it. 

We finished our songs at 8 o'clock and sat around talking until Taylor showed up to pick me up.

He walked in the door and kissed me quickly, "sorry I'm late. It was a lot harder to pick up some food than I thought it was going to be."

"Paparazzi?" I asked, already knowing the answer.

"They surrounded the restaurant. Had to call in my second bodyguard for help."

"I'm sorry. I told you that you didn't have to get the food."

"I was still going to get it whether you liked it or not."

"Yeah I figured," I smiled, "thanks."

"We better get home before the paparazzi find us again."

I didn't answer until we walked out in the parking lot and got surrounded. I put my hands up to eyes, sheilding all the flashes. Taylor grabbed my hand and our bodyguards tried their best to push them away. We got in the car and I replied, "too late."

I looked over at him and he looked back at me. "Funny," he smirked. We both laughed as we rode home. At least the paparazzi got pictures of us smiling.

THE END CHAPTER 10!!

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