Yeah, it's me. I'm Simon Cowel's daughter I know that people think he's kind of creepy, and judgy. But, he's my dad I love him. I am incredibly rich which I don't really like to brag about. it's just that things are different from a normal family than mine. my dad gets to bring home lots of stars and singers mostly, but. I do get to meet them but you know I only know people who are super nice and such. People say that I'm shy and sweet, mostly shy.They think that I'm never too sensitive like most people. I like to solve problems not cause them. I'm the kind of person, that if you are staring at me I will smile to you. And I feel grateful when you smile back it feels like, like your fresh and it's a better start. I always try to be as nice as can be. my mom is ok, she sometimes can get a little annoying but you know she's my mom.
then I heard her yell from light woodened down the stairs,
"Kat, can you come down here for a moment." she yelled softly.
"Sure, Mom." My voiced echoed down the stairs.
I rushed down the stairs to find my mom and dad sharing tea on the coffee table with their elbows placed on the dark brown wood. My feet tip toed their way on the shaded gray wooden floor, to one of the dark wood chairs surrounding the table.
"Kat darling, I have a little surprise for you." Dad said smiling holding his tea cup with his fingers and cupping it with the other. Well when he says surprise it usually when he got my something or I get to meet some singer/star.
"Really, Dad what is it?" I folded my hands together sitting properly on my chair.
"You are going to meet the people that we don't really know that you know about."
"Who is it already?" I asked eagerly.
"It's One Direction."