Rebellious, Beautiful, and Insecure

Alex and Amber are sisters. They are twins actually, Alex being twenty minutes older. Amber is always going, going, going with boys. But Alex rarely even goes on dates - and for a reason. The two sisters get jobs working for One Direction and the boys are quick to fall for them. Will Alex let her guard down and fall for the boy? Or will her past keep her from ever finding love? Travel along these girls' journey as teenagers, getting caught in fame, mystery, and intensity.


1. The Beginning

           "You must be bloody crazy if you think we are going to make it in time," I tell my sister as we climb in my Mustang, running late for our new job. It's 11:54 and we have to make it there by 12pm. The building is a fifteen minute drive.

            "Just drive the bloody car then!" She exclaims. We both crack up laughing, and I throw my foot down on the pedal. My car launches down the street and I accelerate way over the speed limit. I get on the highway and drive in the fast lane, thanking god for the fact that there is practically no cars in my lane. I accelerate to 90mph and drive down the freeway. I make a quick right off of the exit and speed down the street, turning when I need to, and speeding up at a yellow light. 

              At last I see the building and switch pedals hastily. My sister and I are thrown forward by the sudden stop and unbuckle our belts. We swing open our doors and rush in the building. As we ride up in the elevator we check ourselves to make sure that we don't look like we just broke the speed limit and woke up late for our first day.

             The elevator dings and the doors open. We look at our I Phones simultaneously - 11:59. We share a secret smile and sit down. I take out my Mac and start typing. I see my sister do the same. We look up the website for this company and begin to hack through the security walls (we are both hackers who have additional talents). Their firewall is easy to slip by and it's clear that for a major company, their security is LOW!

             A woman about the age of 35 comes out and calls our names. She motions for us to enter an office that has the name tag: Simon Cowell. We momentarily close our computers and make our way into the office.

            "Good morning Mr. Cowell," I offer my hand.

            "Let me guess you are...Amber?" He asks.

            "Nope. That's me," Amber waves.

            "So you must be Alex," He smiles at me. I nod. "And please, call me Simon," He adds.

            "Wow. You much nicer than on the telly," I try to put it as nicely as I can.

             He shrugs. "Okay ladies. Are you aware of what your job is exactly?" He asks us. The two of us open our laptops and click the screen a few times.

             "Fix and maintain the computer security, style clothes for the said performers, assist in choreography for the said performers, and to keep the said performers out of trouble," Amber and I list off the items presented before us (at the same time).

             "How did you know that?" He asks, looking at his computer screen. I stroke the keys twice and his jaw drops.

             "We hacked into your computer system. It was really easy actually," Amber answers. I give him control of the computer back and smile.

             "Wow, I heard you ladies were good at what you do, but this is amazing! But, to think that we can be hacked at any time..." He trails off.

              "We've been doing this for many years. We know what a lot of the techniques are," I reply.

               He shakes his head in disbelief and then looks at a paper before him. "Do you know who the 'said performers' are?" He asks, finally knowing something that we don't. Amber and I both shake our heads. "Well first I'd like to say that if you fan girl at any time in any way that makes them feel uncomfortable, then there will be consequences," He informs us.

              "We understand," Amber replies.

              "Well...they are One Direction!" He exclaims with a smile. I look at my computer and type in some things. Before I can count to ten, I have One Direction's schedule for the next two weeks before me.

              "You aren't excited to be working with us?" A voice asks behind me. I turn my head to see the five members of One Direction standing behind us. I close my laptop when I see Harry Styles trying to look at the screen. I assume it was him who spoke - he is the flirt of the group.

              "Can't you tell? I'm thrilled," I smile politely, and I can hear Simon laughing.

              "I guess we won't have to worry about the fangirling mates," Louis Tomlinson says, offering his hand. I reach out and shake it before putting my laptop back in its' case. 

              "So your first job is to style the boys' clothes for an interview this afternoon at 2 o'clock. Then they have rehearsal from 3:30 to 6:00. The boys have a concert on Friday, and a concert on Saturday and they have to learn a new routine. Got it?" Simon asks.

              "Yes sir," Amber shakes his hand again.

              "And do please fix our security when you get a chance," He requests.

              "Okay," I pull out my polite smile once again and we exit the office, the boys trailing behind. This is the beginning of a potential career - I hope it lasts.

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