Things I Can

01 : Photoshoot

Sometimes, I want to live a normal life like other girls who are out there. I want to know what it's like to go to college. I want to know what it feels like to have lots of friends. I want to gather with my friends, and talk about what each of us like. I want to know what it feels like to go to prom night and dance with my friends who will also dance with me and with their prom dates.

I wish I could feel all of those things. I wish I could feel how to be a student. It will be fun, rather than doing the tiring work like I do every day, as a routine.

My name is Taylor Swift. Hearing my name, there will not be a person who wouldn't know it. My name is quite well known in America - or even throughout the world ― as a pop-country singer. Apart from that, they also know me because my works can be said to be too 'honest'.

But, that's me. That's who I am. I write a song about something I want to write. In among them, I got to write about a handsome young man who cheated on me at the time I loved him very much and was willing to do anything for him. The young man I mean is named Joe Jonas. He is also a singer, to be more precise, he's from the famous American band, The Jonas Brothers. Many people say that he is very handsome.

Unfortunately, that assessment no longer applies to me. Since he had an affair with an actress named Camila Belle, I hate her. As of now, maybe I could not forgive the young man even though, he repeatedly apologized to me. How can I forgive someone who has betrayed and ignore my sincerity to love him? I won't, Joe. You're not sorry anymore.

Since I ended my relationship with Joe, I haven't started any new relationships with other men. Actually, there are already so many men who approached me. It's just that, no one has actually been able to open my locked heart. Even so, it doesn't mean I can't forget Joe. I've forgotten it, really. But, yeah, I haven't found anyone else to fill my heart.

"Taylor!"

The distinctive scream that definitely belongs to my Mom's is a voice I always hear every morning. I turned my head towards the heart-shaped clock adrift on the wall of my room. It's nine in the morning. Today, I woke up much earlier than before. Usually, I always wake up at
ten or eleven. My insomnia is already getting worse it seems.

"Taylor!"

Mom's scream this time was accompanied by a loud knock at the door to my room. I got up from my bed and wore my sandals. I tied my hair to the back first and Mom's voice echoed back.

"Taylor! What time is it now? You have to be ready!"

I took a breath and walked towards the door of the room. I opened the door and found Mom standing there with a cheerful face. She looked very cheerful, inversely proportional to me

"I'm still sleepy, Mom. I went to bed at four today."

"Your own fault, staying up at night. Get ready quickly. Don't you have a photoshoot for Vogue magazine this afternoon?" Mom reminded me.

I nodded limply. It seems like I just did a photoshoot for a magazine yesterday. Now I have to do another photoshoot today.

When can I be free, even for a day?

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The car that was driven by Tom - my personal driver - stopped at a photo studio. It looked very crowded by several teenage girls. What are they doing there? Are they going to do a photoshoot too? But, how much could that be. Are they my fans? Can be. However, there were never this many fans when I was on a photoshoot. Usually there were only a dozen because it must have been one of the crew who asked them to leave. Whereas now? Dozens or even hundreds. I got out of the car and some of the girls seemed to see me silently before shouting my name.

"Taylor! Taylor Swift!"

"Oh my God, you are so beautiful!"

"Hi Taylor, I love you!"

Their screams like that and made me smile faintly. I continued my pace, with several security guards protecting me from the girls. I walked towards the studio entrance. When I just entered, I ran into several handsome young men who seemed to have just taken a photoshoot.

"Hey, aren't you Taylor Swift?"

My footsteps stopped when one of the young men said my name. I turned towards the blonde haired young man who said my name. I smiled at him.

"Hello," I said.

The young man walked towards me. He looks very cheerful and fun. He stretched out his hand in front of me. "Hi, Taylor. You're very beautiful. Well, my name is Niall Horan. I'm a member of One Direction. You're one of my favorite singers and songwriters!"

I smiled sweetly. So, these five handsome boys are from One Direction, the band that has recently become a public sensation? A phenomenal band that's formed by a talent show in England? This is the first time I saw them in person. As it turned out, they were all really good looking.

"Hi, Niall. Nice to meet you. Thank you for listening to my work. I also like some of your songs." I said sincerely, occasionally glancing at the other four members who also seemed to be looking at me with a smile. Except for the person with curly hair who was busy looking down on his phone.

"Oh wow, I can't believe you listened to my band's song. Thank you so much. Hey, are you going to do a photo shoot too?" Niall asked kindly.

I nodded my head and immediately looked at the wristwatch curled up around my hand. It's one o'clock in the afternoon. I have to enter the studio now.

"I'm sorry, Niall. I'm afraid I'll have to cut the conversation short, but I hope we can talk later. I have to do a photoshoot now. It's nice to meet you." I said goodbye to Niall while smiling at the three other One Direction members who were watching me, but the one with the curly hair is still busy with his phone.

"See you again, Taylor." Niall waved at me when I started walking into the studio, where the photoshoot was being held.