Am I Really Good Enough

Natasha, Jade, Bridget and I have finally got our big break. After 4 BRUTAL years of high school we were all finally being recognized. We all worked so hard everyday practicing songs, trying to learn to play instruments, and trying to maintain our lives and "relationships". We were finally going to your with one of our favorite bands, One Direction. I'm Sammi Elliot and I am the lead singer of Reality. Not actual reality, our band.

Hi this is my first fanfic and feel free to tell me if it's terrible :)) I don't take it personally


9. The Next Morning

Sammi's P.O.V.
Natalie had stayed her first night in the new apartment crashed on the couch. It was 6:30 and I had to wake her up. We had training in an hour and a half.
" Nat! Get up! We have to go to the studio remember!?" I screamed.
She moaned. And so I replied, " Come on, you don't want to miss seeing Zayn all day again today do you?" and with that she got up, and ran to her still unpacked bedroom, never to be heard of. I changed into my long navy blue mesh shorts, and a t-shirt from one of the many basketball camps i had been too. Then, since it was January, I put on sweats, another basketball hoodie. Who cares right? We are working out. This was what I usually wore and I imagined the had a Place to tidy up afterward so I pack the real clothes I was going to wear into a bag, got Nat (who was rocking tight yoga pants ending at her ankle and a pink tank top), grabbed an apple and left.

Once we got into the workout room I noticed that it was surrounded two walls of mirror and two of glass on each side, so you could see the next place over. You can only imagine who was in the room next to us. They all wore either sweats or shorts with white shirts on. Harry just starred at me from where he was standing in the room. I waved but was rudely interrupted by a snotty voice, "Excuse me but I'm about to start a work out session here, which you appearently need to take part in" she scanned me up and down. I hated when people did that.
I tried to be polite even though I already didn't like this girl. " My apologies Miss..."
I bratty name for a bratty girl.
" Right."
" So girls here's the plan I've been given. It looks like Bridget and Natalie will have the normal workout, Jade the intensified, and Sammi... Well you will be done about a half hour after Jade let's just say that."
If there was ever a time where I wanted to hurt someone it was now. She was out of line.
" What gives you the right to basically call me fat?" I asked.
I was almost ok with how I looked, now all the confidence I had built up was gone.
" Your contract does. And I didn't call you fat. I just said you needed some extra work."
I threw polite out the window. " Well don't let me get in your way! Start training, that is what you get paid for isn't it?"

Bridget's P.O.V.
The workout was brutal enough in the time frame I was there. I felt so bad for Jade and especially for Sammi. She wasn't fat! It was that stupid trainers fault. Every bit of confidence we had helped her gain was gone. Although, when I was in there she was doing pretty well. Never once slowed down or stopped, always pushed herself to do more. I guess that's what made her a great athlete.
Lucky for us there was a shower room attached to the work out room, I didn't shower until both Jade and Sammi came in.

Sammi's P.O.V.
"I don't care what she said Sam you are not far. At all! Your perfect!" Bridget was trying to convince me. I was exausted. I never stopped or slowed down. I wanted to show her that even though I was fat, I was a hell of a hard worker and maybe in a week I'd b lowered to Jade's stage.
" Uhuh." was all I said. I was a reck lately with all this happening at once and then there was Harry. Who I liked but I just didn't want to move to quickly. If I had to go through another Aaron relationship, I dont think I'd make it.

Styling was next. And since my trainer had made me feel soo different about myself, I was not looking forward to it.
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