Chapter 4; Hitting Up The Highway.

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I woke up to my alarm chirping on and off. I turned around still drowsy and turned my alarm off. I layed there still half asleep not wanting to get out of bed. I eventually got up and went of a quick shower to get me awake. When I finished, I applied little make up and just chucked my hair up in a bun. I threw on some shorts and a top. I walked into the kitchen and realised that Sammy and Joey were already up and ready eating there fruit salad. I must admit, fruit salad did look at this time of the morning. I’m just going to skip through a bit, I’m sure you don’t wanna hear about us talk about our dietary charts. We were out the door by 10 to 7, all ready and awake waiting out the front of the hotel. A few guys made rude comments as they walked past. Finally, of 10 minutes waiting, Paul arrived in his van at 7 o’clock on the dot.

 “Wow, you people don’t kid around when it comes to time, do you?” Sam joked while jumping in the front of the van.

“When you run a boy band, you can’t.”  Paul replied, and off we went.

“So, what are we doing today Paul?” I shouted from the back.

“Okay, nothing real special today. The producer is coming in for the whole day today, basically to tell you all where you are going, and what to do.”

Joey looked at me and looked just as confused as I felt.

“Are we doing any filming today?” Joey enquired.

“Oh, yes. The director will tell you when we get there.”

The trip didn’t seem as long as it did yesterday. It only seemed like 10 minutes. When hoped out of the car, we saw the boys standing with the producer around a nicely made campfire. I was full of questions by the time we caught up with the boys and the manager.

“Oh, I’m guessing these are the lovely models.” The producer, her name was Mandy, said giving a friendly smile. We all introduced ourselves.

I disliked the way people talked about us. They always called us ‘the models’ never, ‘the girls’. The girls never liked it either, but they never said anything. I was always the more up front one as well. I was really big about first impressions, but I was also big on standing up for myself. I was never the one to get into fights when I was at school, but if someone confronted me, I didn’t back down. People mistake me for a bitch, I’m honestly not mean. I can be quite a nice friend. It’s just if people piss me off, I retaliate.

“I would appreciate it if you didn’t call us ‘the models’ thanks.” Yes, I just sounded mean, but I was tired.

Mandy shot me an evil glance. “Well, I’m sorry Tammy, if I offended you.”

I looked over to Sammy who looked stunned that I said that. Then there were the boys that we trying not to laugh. Mandy took a big breathe to calm herself and started talking.

“Okay then. Today isn’t going to take that long. Girls, you are going into hair and make-up, then we are hitting the roads and Sammy you’re the one that can drive right?”

Sammy just gave a quick nod. I could drive, but I couldn’t be bothered really.

“Good. The boys will be in separate caravans and doing the exact same thing.”

“Where are the toilets?” I didn’t have enough time to go to the toilet back at the hotel so I was pretty busting.

“Here, I’ll show you.” Niall offered and started heading to a big brick block in the distance.

This would be the first time I would be able to get to know Niall. I was quite nervous as his Irish accent made me get butterflies.

“Can’t believe you just basically got up the manger!” He gave out a loud laugh

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