****BEN IS AT THE TOP****
Jasmine's POV
We all walked to Mr.Jake's class with no interruptions. We walked in and we all spread out. I sat in the far left corner, Lou sat in the desk right next to the door, Brook sat three desks in the front of me, Ben, Zayn, Niall, and Liam were talking to the teacher, and Harry was talking to Brook.
Everyone else piled in. All eyes were on my brother and his friends.
"Everyone. Stand up. And go to the front of the class. We are rearranging the seating charts. Louis, Zayn, Liam, Niall, Harry, Jasmine, Benjamin, and Brooklyn. You guys are sitting all the way in the back where those nine desks are." He said.
"Why are there nine desks of there is only eight people?" Ben asked.
"We have one more person joining you. And there he is." He said as the door opened.
"Luke, you are sitting by them." Mr. Jake said while pointing to us.
"Good Lord." I groaned.
All of the classes went exactly like that all day.
Zayn drove us home. As soon as we got to the car, Niall whispered something in my ear. "Remember. Show me your songs, you went to sleep yesterday as soon as we got home." He said.
I had thought that he had forgotten about it. But apparently not.
"Okay." I sighed as a reply.
When we get home, I run straight up to my room and I hear footsteps behind me. When I was running upstairs I got lost and passed up my door. When I finally find the right door, I open it and see Niall sitting on my bed waiting for me.
"Songs." Is all he says.
"Okay then." I sigh and grab my song book.
"Wow. You have a whole book. Can you sing me some?"
"Sure. Pick which ones you wanna hear."
"Um, okay I wanna hear 'Simple Song' first." He states.
"Okay." I say as I pull my flash drive out of my purse and place it in my laptop. I click on the music and it starts playing it.
"Wake up
Here I go
Cram it all down my throat
Stomach's so full
That I wish I could choke
Seven a.m.
My head's
Already in a spin
As soon as I'm out that door
Bam
It hits me
Like a ton of those red bricks
Can't dig myself
Out of this highest ditch
This madness
I swear sometimes
I can't tell
Which way's up
Which way's down
It's all up in my face
Need to push it away
Somebody push it away
So all that I can hear
Is a simple song
Sing along now
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la"
"Wow. That's really really good. How about we wait until tomorrow for another one?" He suggests.
"Yeah, thanks Niall." I smile at him.
"And maybe we could work on those songs Uncle Si said we had to write?"
"Yeah, um speaking of him, I need to talk to him."
"Ask Zayn."
"Okay." I reply
I walk out of my room and start my search for Zayn. I find him watching tv in the living room. He seems to be watching wipeout and right now one competitor is attempting the sucker punch wall but doesn't make it across. I laugh softly before I drift over to the couch and sit next to my brother.
"Zayn, can you drive me to Uncle Simon's place? I need to talk to him. You boys can come too, it involves you."
"What did Harry do this time?" Zayn groans.
"Oh nothing. It's involving my career."
"Oh. Of course I'll bring you. GUYS COME ON!! JASMINE HAS TO TALK TO UNCLE SI!!"
I hear a lot of 'comings' and the other lads come tumbling down the stairs. They pick themselves up and we all go to Niall's black Range Rover. We all stay quiet the light out the drive until a Wolverhamton accent speaks up.
"What did you have to talk to him about?" Liam asks.
"It's about how I perform and that sorta thing. Nothing too big." I reply keeping it simple.
"He should say it's okay. Cause it is a well thought out plan."
"Well we'll see."
Niall pulls up to the building but drives around back and parks the car. We all enter the back way and go to the lifts, pushing the 'up' button. Once the doors open we all pile in and Niall hits the button that says 19. Once we get to floor 19 and the doors open I make my way to Simon's office. I knock on his door and there's a muffled 'come in.' So I open the door and walk in. Simon is sitting behind his desk with a bunch of papers sprawled out and pens and highlighters.
"Hello Jasmine and boys. What brings you here?" He asks once we all get comfortable.
"It's about how I perform. You know how we will have to go our separate ways." I pause while he nods his head meaning to keep going. "Well I wanted to ask you if we can all perform together. I'll open for them and then I'll still be out with them during it and at the end it'll be my songs. I'll only do three. I'll ask the audience what they wanna hear and then I'll sing it."
"That is a good plan. I'll allow it only because you're living with them and Zayn is your big brother. And also you are a songwriter for the lads, so you need to stay by them." He says.
"Thank you!" I squeal. "You won't regret it."
"I hope not." He mumbles jokingly but also seriously.
~backyard~
We got home two hours ago and I decided to go outside and play some music. I brought my guitar as well and sometimes I sing along but most of the time I just play it acoustically. Right now I'm playing 'Breakaway' by Kelly Clarkson. I sing this song the most when I'm alone or just feel like singing.
"Watcha playing?" I hear Harry ask as he came onto my balcony.
"Breakaway." I told him.
"Usually people play that song when they are lonely. Where's Lou? I have to talk to him." He said.
"I don't know." I told him.
"I'll go find him." He said.
"When you find him and finish talking to him, can you tell him that I wanna talk to him?" I asked.
"Sure." He said and walked out.
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