"Oh, so you're Delilah May." The one with sandy colored hair asked.
"Don't call me that." I sat shortly, turning red because he say my middle name. "Just Delilah." I cooled down.
"Ok, well, we need to ask you a few questions." The boy with green hair, that was black and white in my folder (Honestly, I think that kid's hair is brighter than my future), said, pulling a few crumpled note cards out of his back pocket. "Favorite color?"
"Orange."
"Favorite instrument?"
"All of them."
"What is your father's name?"
"Terry John Wood Jr." I answered all the questions very simply, I had already been asked them before.
"Eye color?"
"Couldn't I just look in a mirror?"
"Just answer the question."
"Ugh, grey."
"Hair color?"
"What kind of question is th-"
"Just answer it!"
"Blonde."
"How much wood could a wood chuck chuck if a wood chuck could chuck wood?" He asked after a small pause.
"He'd chuck the wood that a wood chuck could chuck if a wood chuck could chuck wood." I answered simply. "Now, can or can you not help me with my bags?" I laughed a little, waving my hand to my luggage.
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"Ok, so, don't tell me! Michael, Luke, Ashton, and..... Calum?" I say once we all crammed in a taxi with suitcases on our laps.
"Actually, I'm Luke." The tall blonde boy, who I called Ashton, raised his hand.
"Oh." I said before pursing my lips and looking around the Taxi. I waved the the camera in the front seat and gave a thumbs up.
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"So, this is it?" We pull into a big hotel right outside of Sydney.
"Yeah, we aren't suppose to use our actual locations like houses, so they give everyone hotels." Ashton said, paying the taxi driver.
"Is it a fancy hotel?" I ask, getting excited.
"Um.. I don't know? What do you think makes a fancy hotel?" He started to pull out my luggage.
"Like, does it have a waffle maker?" I say, still staring up at the 63 floor hotel.
"I mean, probably." He laughed.
"Rad!" I say under my breath.
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