The Heartless Serpents

"I want you to find some dirt on the Heartless Serpents," he loudly exclaims slamming his hands down on his desk. My blood runs cold and my mouth gaps open as I try to stutter out a word. "You know how it works. I want at least several scoops on The Heartless Serpents by the end of the month. If you don't have any scoops at the end of the month your fired," he hisses, glaring into my eyes with his ice cold daggers called eyes. "That is all Rose," he snarls, turning his attention back to a pile of paper on his desk. I quickly scurry out of his office and race back to the safety of my desk. I take a deep sigh. Great, I have to find dirt on Americas most beloved boy band, which I entirely loath, and do this all or else I'm fired. Why must the world be so cruel to me? I mean what do all those other teenage girls find so admirable about them? To me they seem like a bunch of boys in tight skinny jeans, that make sucky music and only have fans because girls find them some what 'attractive'. I sigh and quickly open my computer and turn it on. Time to do some research. -/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-Rose is what you would describe as a paparazzi. She works for a magazine called Popular Life and she's one of the top paparazzi's in the company. When one day she receives the most difficult task yet. Her job is to find some dirt on Americans beloved boy band, The Heartless Serpents. As she digs deeper into the The Heartless Serpents she realizes that their not as heartless as their band name entitles. Will she find any dirt on them and if she does is she willing to give it to her boss? Read to find out :)