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PRETTYMUCH
[ Michelle Holland's POV- ]
It was a beautiful Monday afternoon, the summer was still there but it gives us the hints that it'll be gone soon. The world was spinning like a normal, average day. But for me it wasn't just an average day, more like a horrible day.
"Yep, that's just exactly what we all needed! A new boyband, the new teen sensation, the new cringe." I spat out after taking a sip of my iced coffee. The sound of my sisters heels tapping on the floor of the hallways fills the walls while I was just wearing some simple black Nike airs.
We were right here, in front of the one and only Simon Cowell's office in Sony's headquarters. The door was closed and from behind it you could hear voices speaking and songs playing. "This is so not what I have expected at all." I groan and roll my eyes.
"Stop complaining, Michelle! You should be thankful for being chosen by the Simon Cowell instead of a crook." Kemberly smacks my arm. She then grabs the cup of iced coffee from my hand and hands me my bag she offered to carry for me.
"Oh, yeah, you're right. You see, I turned down a scholarship to become a lawyer for being a songwriter for this stupid boyband. They could at least paired me with Shawn Mendes or Fifth Harmony....but no, they paired me with Pretty More." With a negative tone speaking I search for a mint in my bag to make the coffee breath vanish.
"It's PrettyMuch." She corrects me.
"It's the same."
"And Shawn Mendes writes his own songs." Kemberly says as if I just said the most stupidest thing in the world.
"You're not helping!" I groan before swallowing the crushed mint in my mouth.
"Right, so why did you took the offer?" My sister folds her arm as she tilts her head to the side. All though she is older than me, we didn't treated each others pure by age but pure by situation.
"Because it's the first job I got selected for having an appointment to make the job official." I explain to her and she nods. She then pushes the sleeve of her black blazer a little bit up revealing her watch, a silver Rolex with small gems on it.
"What time was the appointment." She asks me and I let the mint take over my nose.
"Two o'clock."
"You're going to be late for your appointment with Simon! Now go, and make hits baby!" She pushes me to the door, making me crash against it. Kemberly then runs away leaving me alone.
The speaking behind the door now stopped and the music got lowered down. With a shaking hand I knock on the door and it didn't took to long before Simon himself opens the door. "Hello Mrs. Holland, there you finally are." Simon speaks in his British accent. He steps aside so there's space for me to enter his office.
"I'm not...late, am I?" I ask then look down to my golden Casio watch. The time shows two o'clock exactly and our appointment is at two o'clock.
"No, no you're just in time." He says while closing the door. I take a seat on one of the two seats in front of his desk. Trying to make myself comfortable, I unzip my bomber.
Simon sits down in his leather desk chair then looks at me straight in the eye. "Funny, Brandon has the same exact watch as you. A Casio, gold one." He laughs a bit, then I look down to my watch he described.
"Oh," I laugh nervously along.
"So, Michelle Holland, I chose you to be one of my songwriters." He tells me, starting the subject why I came for. "Now, I want you to let you know that you are a talented, gifted human. You said you turned down being a lawyer to become a songwriter and you just turned seventeen."
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