Radio // Calum Hood {ON HOLD}

2. Piece of trash.

The only thing I dislike about my job is the early start. I wake up at 5:30am, Monday to Saturday because I have to get there by 8am. To be fair, I don't have to wake up that early but I do anyway because I sit on my phone for about an hour before actually getting up. Once I did my makeup and hair, I got dressed and wrote an encouraging note for my best friend and roommate, Lizzy.

Do something productive and don't be a loser - Brooke

My breakfast is usually bought on the way the studio (which is in Central New York) from a cute little cafe called Farenella's. I'm pretty sure I'd ordered everything off their menu after two years of living here.

I was still not 100% used to the busy city since I was born and raised in the outskirts of Brooklyn. That's how I got my name. Brooklyn. My mother, father, younger sister and I lived in large-ish house and were just a regular family. Now, my mother's magazine is very well known and I am one of the most popular radio hosts in America.

I suddenly walked into something relatively soft. I looked up to apologise and saw two tall boys with nice hair. I recognise them but I couldn't think of where I'd seen them before.

"Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry!" I say to the blonde, whom I ran in to.

"No, it's okay we're just a bit lost so I wasn't really concentrating on what was in front of me..." He trails off.

"Oh! I might be able to help you, where are you going?" I decided to be nice and give them a hand since nobody did that for me when I was new here.

"Um... We're in town for a radio interview with..." He clicked his tongue, trying to remember the name. But my ears had already perked up at the word 'radio'.

"CloudFM?" I was more than likely to be correct because the next one is quite a few miles away. If it is a different studio then these boys must be lost.

His eyes slightly widened with recognition and he frantically nodded with a smile. The dark-haired boy continued to stand silently beside him, fiddling with his hand and making sweater paws. Aww.

"No way! That's where I'm going too. I work there." The two boys visibly relaxed, knowing that somebody knew where they were going.

I looked at my gold watch and frowned when I saw the time. It was already 7:15 and the studio is about a twenty minute drive. I also have to sign in and set up the equipment.

"Ok, so today I'm already running a bit late so we're going to have to catch a taxi there." I told them. They both said that was completely fine as long as they got there on time.

Hailing a cab was surprisingly easy and took us to where we were going without any problems. I figured both boys were quite shy and still a little embarrassed so I didn't bother them. Even their names were still unknown.

I guided them inside the modern-looking building and to the front desk to sign in. I was just jotting town the time when I heard an obnoxiously loud voice and a somewhat-manly giggle.

"HEY! CAL! LUCAS! THERE YOU ARE," Blondie and Brunette whipped their heads in that direction as two more boys strutted forward. "We were looking everywhere for you." Luckily this time his voice was quieter.

Why do they all look so familiar?

The strange part was when Ingrid came running- speed walking behind them.

"Brooke! I came with Ashton and Michael to you so I could introduce you both. I was also going to ask if you could find the other half of 5 Seconds of Summer but I see you've done just that..."