Mindless Dreaming [On Hold]

[This story is on hold]
Jordan has to work with the ‘biggest boy band in the planet’. What will happen when her dreams start to show her some of her story, published right in front of her eyes while she sleeps- but she never even notices. What will happen when she realises that these boys aren't all they've turned out to be... What will happen to the end of her story, will she get her happily ever after she's been wanting or will she be faced with ‘Mindless’ consequences…? ~~All image credits go to their rightful owners~~

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4. Cowell-ish


“Ms Sonnet, Follow me please.” The Syco receptionist, Megan says causing my head to jolt up in anticipation. A young woman probably a few years older than me stands; following her down a narrow hallway, leading her into a room as Megan returns to her desk.

I sit there for a few more minutes; nervously tapping my foot along to a beat that repeatedly replayed in my head, while I scan through a magazine way past the issue date; reading about celebrity gossip, clothes and what not.

“Ms Cooper, this way please.” The receptionist saying as I stand making sure I grab all of my belongings, before proceeding to follow her down the exact same hall many people had before me.

“Thank you” I mumble shyly to Megan as she nods in response, closing the door behind her before leaving back to the main foyer.

“Hello Ms Cooper; I’m Margaret, this is Albert and Simon. We have looked at many profiles for this position and we have picked only a select amount to be invited in an opportunity to have an interview. As you already know you have been selected from many- so please, let’s not waste any time.” An elderly aged woman with white hair; motions to Albert and Simon,  when she finishes she holds out her slightly wrinkled yet comforting hand out for me to shake.

“Ah-yes I am aware of that…… It’s very nice to meet you all...” I put my palm in hers as I shake her hand, trying to hide my fright to be standing in front such high-ranked people; she takes her seat as I am left to stand there awkwardly.

“Please take a seat.” Simon says- his face straight and unreadable. He’s so much scarier face-to-face rather than on TV, he is so…so intimidating in real life.

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“Thank-you for your time, if you get the position we will contact you via email or by phone call hopefully by the end of this week.” Margaret says a small closed-mouth smile appeared on her pale face, her lips curving into two thin lines

“No, thank you.” I shake all of their hands; I then leave starting down the same hallway I walked down earlier in the day as Megan spoke.

“Hope to see you soon!” I flash her a fake smile as I start out the double doors of the building- waving my left arm up and down in the air frantically, awaiting for a taxi to stop.

A small dodgy yellow taxi halts to a stop beside the pathway as I hop into the backseat; I tell the man my address, the engine roars as he presses the acceleration and the car starts off on a steady pace down the road. I stare out the window at the passing landscapes for what seems like forever but had been less than 15 minutes. I feel the car jolt to a stop, looking out the window to see we are parked in the driveway I grab my clutch; pulling out the money and giving it to the man. He had black and slightly grey hair, baby blue eyes, he seemed to be in his mid-forties and he had the wrinkles to tell his age as-well.

I walk up the footsteps to the house as I open the door walking inside- I yell out Erika and Lucy’s names, in response silence surrounds me. Where are they? I walk out the front; pushing over the dark grey boulder revealing a piece of paper torn out of a notebook, it was covered in Erika’s scribbly handwriting.

Gone shopping- will be back soon. Maybe at around 12:00, gonna get you starbucks aswell- hoping the interview went well ;)

E and L xx

Yay. I pull my phone out of my pocket, it read 11:06am.

If I am correct I have at least 55- now 54 minutes to myself. Hmmm… what to do. I make my way upstairs- dropping the note onto my desk as I climb onto my bed reaching over to my bedside table; I grab the bright blue book pulling it towards me.

“The Fault in Our Stars by John Green” I read silently to myself as I sat back and read for what must've been at least 20 minutes before I passed out.

“Aww isn’t she cute, just sleeping like that.” I heard a mocking voice say as I opened my eyes to find Lucy and Erika standing in front of me; Lucy holding a Starbucks in her hand while Erika’s arm was outstretched in front of her with her Iphone in her hand taking a photo.

“Noooo, Stahhppp.” I say covering my face with my hands considering I probably just ruined my hair and I look like rubbish and not to mention the fact that she’s taking a photo of me- I hate photos.

“C’mon, here’s your Starbucks we promised.” Lucy handed me the cup, I pout my lips as much as I could and pulled the cutest puppy-dog face I could pull.

“Can you delete the photos, Pleaseeee?” Smirks appeared on both of their faces as they shook their heads, leaving my room and going downstairs; one after the other.

“YOU CAN RUN BUT YOU CAN’T HIDE.” I yell out to them; they both giggled like a pack of hyenas in response. Grabbing my phone in my left hand and coffee in my right, I walk down the stairs to find them both sitting next to each other at the kitchen bench top.

“Oh- did you say it was this button to upload the photo...?” Erika questioned sarcastically, literally huddled against Lucy. Within one swift movement she pressed her finger against the screen, as they both cracked up into laughter.

“You guys are so meannnnn.” I complained joining them onto the bench top so I was vertically across from them. They handed me the phone, ‘Look at what we found. A SLEEPING BABY LION!’ the caption read. Let’s just get this straight for a second- I do not look like a fricken baby lion when I sleep…

“You guys are complete faggots.” I sipped the hot liquid as it flowed into my mouth causing me to shudder at its heavenly taste.

“So, how was the interview then?” Nerve wracking, frightening, ‘cow-ell-ish’ if you know what I mean…

“Okay… I guess...”

 

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