Modeling with one direction

"Moooommmmmm" I whined as I settled myself into the passenger seat of my mother's old 2002 navy jeep wrangler.  

"I'm coming, I'm coming calm yourself darling" she said as he whipped her light caramel brunette hair as the waves caressed her shoulders. She opened the drivers door and hopped into the seat, while shutting the door and clicking her seatbelt. She turned the engine on, and my ears were immediately hit with the familiar tune of rock me by one direction. My mother raised her eyebrows, "isn't this that boy band that all the girls at your school cry about?" I nodded my head. 

"What was it called again?" She chirped as her eyes remained steady on the road. 

"Mhmm" I put my finger up to my mouth and bit it lightly as I began to try to remember. "Oh one erection!" I said, happy that my mind was able to remember the name of the annoying band I saw everywhere. Don't get me wrong, they're music was fine, but the fact that they invaded tumblr; my only sanctuary and all the newspaper articles annoyed me.  

My mom looked over me with a disapproving face across her clear, olive skinned complexion. "Honey," she turned back to the road, "I don't think they would name a band after something so..." 

"Sexual?" I finished off her sentence in a questionative manner. 

"Yah. Doesn't that seem a bit off to you?" 

I nodded my head in response, "maybe it wasn't erection." I stared intently out the window, scanning my memory for the name. I began to mumble things that it could have been, "erection, complexion, section, bubection, direction... Direction... One direction!" I started to dance exictedly in my seat. "MOM IT'S ONE DIRECTION" I screamed in an annoying fangirl voice.  

She rolled her eyes as we approached me favorite shop, TARGET! we rolled into a parking space as I unbuckled my seat.  

"Somebody's exited" my mother said sarcastically. 

"Uh DUHHH! I'm so excited to shop for winter! Scarves, headbands, yeeee!" I screamed as I hopped out of the seat and followed my mother into the entrance. 

"You have your phone right?" 

I rolled my eyes at her.  

"Oh right you never go anywhere with it." 

"That's because I have tumblr on it" 

She rolled her eyes once more and chuckled as she headed off towards the cleaning supplies, what a mom. I slowly skipped toward the juniors section where my sight was immediately met by everything I was hoping for; fair isle patterns, snowflakes, scarves, headbands, and blazers! I approached a mirror and stared at my petite figure. I'm 5 feet tall, tiny I know, 98 lbs, good boobs, nice butt, accompanied by dirty wavy blonde hair, bright blue eyes, and freckles. I was wearing burgundy jeggings from abercrombie kids, and a dark blue blazer from the same company. A grey tank top underneath, a white infinity scarf, and to top it off short grey uggs. I tugged at my hair a bit and rustled it to add volume. I scanned each rack and pulled off several knit scarves and headbands that caught my eye. As I lifted up a fair isle infinity scarf a lady about the age of 27 or so walked up towards me. "Ma'am? Excuse me?" She said as I turned my attention toward her. She was about 5'8 with dark brown hair in ringlet curls. Her face was soft, and was accompanied by hazel eyes and bright red lips.  

"Yes?" I said hesitantly. 

"I was just noticing you're outfit and I absolutely adore it!" At this point I had noticed how he dressed in a business style with heels and a women's suit. "Are those jeans and your blazer from abercrombie?" She asked.  

I smiled, "yes abercrombie, well kids, but same thing." 

"We'll that's perfect then! My names Courtney, I work in management with David abercrombie's family. I'm head of modeling, and my boss sent me out to look for possible models, and well I couldn't help but admire your figure and taste of fashion!" I blushed slightly, yes I did get compliments all the time about my fashion, but never from somebody with so much power. "Thank you miss! I love your heels!" I said pointing to her red Steve Madden heels. "Thank you!" She said with her happy outgoing voice, "anyways I was wondering if you'd love to make an appointment with us?" I stood there in complete shock, "uhh aren't I too short to be a model?" She began to chuckle, "oh no no. Well I mean yes, but since we are looking for models for abercrombie kids we need smaller people, also we're beginning a new line that offers short sizes, which is why you come in handy!" She stood there smiling waiting for my response. 

I nodded in agreement, "alright! I'll ask my mother, and then maybe I can stop by tomorrow?" 

"Yes!" She chirped loudly. She began to search through her Gucci bag. She pulled out a price of paper and pen. "Ok so how about we meet at the Starbucks on 3rd street at about 12 in the afternoon? You can bring your mom to talk about it!" She handed me a paper which had the address and date she just told me. I grabbed it and folded it then put it into my pocket. 

"Thank you" i said politely. "See you tomorrow!" I waved good bye and then walked out to checkout.  

After purchasing my items I walked over to the car where my mom was sitting in reading a book and waiting for me.  

"Hi mom!" I chirped happily as I opened my door.  

"Why are you so happy?" She said curiously. 

"What would you say if abercrombie offered me a modeling job??" She rolled her eyes at me. Again 

"I'd say you'd be lying!" 

"But I'm not! I have a meeting at 12 tomorrow! Can I go? Please! I don't have any classes for the rest of the school year, remember I finished them during summer!"  

She smiled at me, "okay we can check it out, but no promises. Kay? I'm happy you're getting a job honey!" 

After that we talked about random things, went home, and I got ready for bed and fell asleep excited about tomorrow.