We're Just Like Them... But Girls (A One Direction Fan-Fiction)

Chapter Two

Author's Note: eeep, i got my first fan. :D ah, well, i realized that i didn't give the girls a band name.. awkward! well i remember when zayn wanted the band name to be whatever the number five is in greek... so i chose "five girls" in french because i reallly want to go to france. so their band name is "Cinq Filles" oh google translate :) and this chapter is dedicated to the fantastic and talented @Guardiian_Angel, she is helping me with the cover and getting some reads. now once i figure out how to work this, i'll start dedicating chapters to whoever.. okay well here's chapter two!

-Becca ;*

Leah's P.O.V.

Since we decided to walk to Starbucks, we were approached by a load of fans and paparazzi. Even though we got second the X-Factor a few months ago, we are really popular now!

"Okay I think we should get a bodyguard or something," Bree said, "we don't need to be mauled by fans everywhere we go!"

"Well we would've been safe if a certain light brown and hazel-eyed girl didn't blab it out on Twitter!" Olivia said, referring to me.

"Please," I started, "we got popular once we were formed, and since Jess came up with our name, Cinq Filles, we have a popular French-fanbase!"

We were on the phone with Management, about us getting bodyguards. After a long twenty minutes of walking, we ended up at Starbucks.

"Hello!" the overly perky cashier said to us, "What can I get you lovely ladies?"

"Um, I'll have a small blended strawberry lemonade," I said.

"A small strawberry and banana smoothie, please," Jessie said.

"You two always get non-coffee items! Okay, um, a small mocha frappe with a lot of whipped cream!" Emmy said.

"Make that two," Olivia said.

"Hm, okay how about a large strawberries and cream frappe, please." Bree said to the cashier.

"Okay, your total comes out to $23.89. Your drinks will be out shortly." The cashier smiled and walked away to start our orders with the other man behind the counter.

Olivia handed them $25 and told her to keep the change.

"Wait! What are your names?" the other mans said who was starting our drinks.

"Jake!" the overly perky waitress said, "They're from Cinq Filles! Leah Smith, Jessie Barth, Emmy Haynes, Bree O'Brien, and Olivia Kanola!"

"I thought they looked familiar!" the man said, "Okay, well here are your drinks! Have a great day!"

"Thanks, you too!" we all said to the nice man.

It was about half an hour of a walk to the studio from Starbucks, it's a nice day to take a stroll and talk to fans, so we didn't mind anything at all.

We got to the studio around 1:30, being early is always good for us. We have half an hour to do whatever in the studios before 2:00.

"Play a quick game of hide and go seek?" Jessie said with a very evil grin on her face, "Please?" we all nodded in agreement to her idea.

"Mary!" Emmy screamed to our manager, "We're going to take a walk around until 2, we'll be back!"

"Okay girls! Stay safe! Don't break anything!" Mary said to us.

As we were walking out of the room, we walked down a few halls, and ended up at a dead end.

"Hey look!" Jessie yelled, pointing to a really small door, "Can we see if we fit in the door?"

"Yeah, no. That's dangerous. Plus, Leah and Bree are 5'7, they're too tall. You're about 5'3, and Emmy and I are 5'1, no one is going through that door!" Olivia screamed to Jessie.

"Okay, mother. I say we hide from... NOT ME." I screamed as I ran away into other rooms, I guess I'm not finding anyone.

As I was running, I decided to type in a quick Tweet.

@LeahSmith: playing a quick game of hide 'n' seek before we're locked in the studios for six hours ;*

Lets just say, I'm obsessed with Twitter.

After walking a few feet, I knocked into something, a person I think?

"Oomph!" the strange person I knocked into said to me, "Watch where you're--" the guy stopped in the middle of his sentence. "Oh, hi," he looked at the floor, "Sorry, for um, knocking into you, it won't happen again."

"No, it's my fault," I said and gave him a small and sincere smile, "I'm Leah, whats your name?"

"Yeah, I think I know who you are. My name is Matt." he said.

Actually, he wasn't that bad looking. Short blonde hair, with a little bit of acne and dark green eyes.

"Okay, so, I know this is a long shot, but, can I have your number?" he said to me.

I gave him a smile and pulled out a piece of paper from my back pocket, "Got a pen?" I asked with a hint of humor. He gave me a pen and I wrote my number on the piece of paper, "Okay, here you go. Well, I have recording to do so I have to go, bye! Nice meeting you!"

I left before he could say anything in response. No one needs to know about what I just did, give a guy my number. Management would kill me.

Author's Note: ooh! being a little shady now are we, leah? hmmm. okay, well, the girls have twitters. only leah's has been featured, and theyre fake usernames so... ;D okay well i hope you liked this!

-Becca ;*