Life Of a Direction-ette

Try being that girl that everyone is used to not being popular. That girl that doesn't win anything. Try. Try this: Try being that girl that ends up being famous. That girl that everyone wants to be like, but secretly hates. Also, try being all those girls and not knowing what to do about it.

Charlie didn't ask for fame. And yet, it consumed her.

Charlie was used to being an outsider. Y'know. That one girl that everyone knew but never talked to. She didn't even think that she would win the direction-ette contest. And she sure as hell didn't think she would fall for someone in one direction. When things get tough, she wants nothing more than to go home with her mom. Some things aren't so easy.


2. The week after it all began

"Charlotte, stay still." My mom told me as she pulled my hair, trying to curl it. It was only a week after my acceptance as a direction-ette. I had to meet up with the boys about the crap that I won and when I told my mom about it, she was ecstatic. She let Jessica do my make up while she curled my hair.

"Guys, I'm sure that I don't have to look that good for a bunch of Brits." I told them quietly.

"Nonsense! We have to look our best if we're going over seas." I slumped in my seat as peach lip gloss was smeared on my lips.

"I don't know what good this would do if we're going to be on a plane for 30 hours." I fumed as I looked in the mirror. This was probably the first time I wore pink in my life other then when I was younger. My hair was down below my shoulders in curls and I wore contacts instead of my glasses. I can actually see the blue in my eyes.

"Whoa. I look so..."
"Wonderful? I know." Jess finished for me while laying down a piece of hair that wouldn't stay put. I just started at the girl in the mirror that looked so pretty. I stared at her dark brown eyes and her brown hair that flowed past her shoulders. I awed at the fact that she didn't have on any glasses to block her face from the world.

"Come on, Charlotte. We got to go to the airport before we miss our flight." My mom was telling me. I stood up and looked for my bags and my shoes and ran down the steps.

At the airport I said my good byes to Jess before we left. Jess stopped my and gave me a bracelet that had both of our names on it.

"Ima miss you." She sobbed as she squeezed me.

"Ima miss you, too. Keep good care of Bruce... or kill him I don't care." She smiled at me and pushed me towards the doors before I waved back and caught up with my mom.


The flight was irritating. I couldn't sleep that well since my mom was telling me all about London. When we finally go there I ditched my mom and went to change all of the money and my ugly purse into euros. when we got to their recording studio to actually talk to them my mom was so happy. She was basically hopping on our way in. I have to say I was excited, too. Y'know meeting 5 hot guys. My heart was beating so fast. My mom was pulling me as we went into studio 9.

"Mom, you have to slow down." I said nearly tripping over my pink pumps for the 10th time that day. She pushed the door open with such force that I could have sworn that she was gonna break it.

"Hello." She said as she walked in. She had her business voice on as she dragged me in. I looked over the room and the 5 hot guys were not in there. My happiness was shortened just a little.

"Hi, I'm Amelia and this is Charlotte. It is our pleasure to meet you." My mother said before she shook the tallest guy. They chatted and my mom flirted, ew. Just ew. Then they asked my to sign a contract and I did. He simply smiled at me broadly before he said, "Now lets go meet up with the boys"

I smiled so wide that I think I looked seriously retarded. We walked around until we walked into a room and there sitting with all of their hotness sat one direction. In that moment I felt so happy. I felt so lucky.

Hi." I said with a awkward wave. My eyes were set on Harry's face since his eyes were set on mine. "Guys, This is Charlie." Hello's were thrown around the room. I was blushing from all of the attention I was getting from some really cute guys.

"Charlie how 'bout you sit? I have something to tell all of you."

"K." I took a step forward and everyone tried to make room on the couch for me. i sat next to the closest person which was Liam.
"Hi, I'm Liam."

"Hi, I'm Charlie."

"Nice to meet you, Charlie."

"Nice to meet you, too." Simon cleared his throat before he gave the best news in my life.

"Charlotte is the newest 6th member of one direction!"

"What?" I said. My mouth was wide open and I was fangirling. "No way!!" I smiled so big.

"So, Charlotte. You're going on tour with us in a couple of days."

I nearly passed out from this. This had to be a joke.
1. I met five really hot guys.
2.I'm a direction-ette.
3. I'm going on tour with one direction.

I was sitting there as I heard congratulations were passed around to me. We're were leaving back to U.S. the next day. I was happy! Before me and my mom left I went around and formally met all of the boys. I think my favorite greetings were the one when I met Harry and Zayn.

"Hello, I'm Harry-"

"Harry/Harold Styles. One of the hottest boys in one direction." I finished for him automatically. Sometimes I hate my directioner side of me.

"Sorry. I- um.." I fumed. He just beamed at me before he said, "It's really nice to meet you, Charlotte."

"It's nice to meet you, too, Harry." This is what happened when I met Zayn:

"Hi, I'm Charlie."
"Hi, Charlie. I like your name."
"Thanks. Even though my name sucks."
"No it doesn't. It fits you, perfectly." I smiled at his compliment.



That night I sat in my hotel bed and listen to music and talked to Jess over skype. When I woke up I repacked and met up with the boys at the airport. "I'm ready!!" I nearly yelled. Everyone looked at me like I was crazy. Only the boys smiled at me. On the airplane I sat and talked to Niall mostly. We sat and ate food and talked about well... food. I nearly fought him over my gummy bears.

I fell asleep listening to Harry and Louis talking about the interview the next day and only heard a glimpse of it. When I woke up Niall was sitting next to Liam letting me have the seat to myself.

"I'm cold. Where's a blanket when you need one?" I mumbled as I looked all over the place for a stupid blanket. That's when I heard Zayn try to give me a solution.

"I could be your blanket." He said sleepily.

"Nah, I'm good. I'm looking for a real blanket."

"I could be a real blanket." He countered. I just looked at him before he added, "I'll just keep you warm. Nothing more."

I pondered this. Is my stubbornness worth my feet becoming numb? I sighed as I patted the space next to me. He just smiled at me as he moved me over so he could sit next to me. I almost automatically cuddled up to him for heat. I fell asleep after Zayn let me listen to his Ipod and put his arm around my shoulders to pull me closer.


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