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Miss Independent

Meeting with Simon Cowell

Chapter 1
I knew I would be fine, I made up my mind, telling myself that I was fine. I wouldn't say I became indestructible but I ignored those around me who just kept telling me that I couldn't do it, that I was going to get nowhere in life. I proved them wrong though, I got a major in business of music and found my way into Syco, starting from a low position but slowly making my way to being a secretary.

I met Simon Cowell not long after I became a secretary and I got to know him and he got to know me. I told him everything after learning that he was actually a gentle soul. Eventually we had a father daughter bond and he employed me to be his personal assistant instead of me just being a secretary.

I run up the stairs to the meeting room, hoping that the meeting hadn't started without me, what great first impression to make on One Direction.

I push through the closed doors, forgetting to knock even though I should've because of the importance of the meeting.

"So sorry for being late." I close the door behind me and scan the room, noticing everyones eyes on me.

My heart drums as one of them in particular stares at me, I self consciously reach up to my face, afraid that part of my lunch was still there.

"No drama's. Did you get the papers that I asked for?" Simon asked as he put his glasses on.

"Yes." I manage to say, walking to him and handing the small stack of papers, he flicked through them all and I could still feel the eyes on me.

"Thank you Sandra. Take a seat and we'll begin." I nod my head and look for an empty seat, my eyes fall upon a seat next to one of the boys who had now put all his attention to his phone.

When I pull the chair out he looks up, his eyes immediately captivating me, the brown shining under the bright lights. I notice small specs of a golden brown in them and when he smiles at me my heart does a jump.

I looked elsewhere, still feeling his secretive eyes on me, the same eyes that were slightly covered by his jet black hair which wasn't styled no any fancy extent like it was in photo shoots or at events.

My mind went crazy with thoughts as Simon started the meeting, trying my hardest to ignore the stares I was getting. I notice one of them whisper into the ear of someone elses ear, causing the two of them to laugh quietly.

I sigh, wishing the meeting would be over already.
I heard my name and I quickly turned to look at Simon, averting my attention from the two boys who wouldn't stop whispering and snickering.

"Yes?" Simon smiled sympathetically and spoke so slowly that the words he said were permananently ringing in my head.

"As I was saying the reason I needed you for this meeting was to inform you," he looked at the 5 boys who all quickly looked away from me "and these 5 lads that you will be accompanying the boys on their tour."

Woah.

Hold up, do I even get a say in this.

"Uhh," I bite my lip and look at the smiling boys, their eyes lighting up probably with thoughts of how to torture me even more. "When?"

"Your plane will be leaving first thing in the morning" he said, which not only tool me by surprise but the boys as well.

"What! Tomorrow?. Simon this has to be a mistake, this is on just short notice" The boy with the birthmark on this neck said.

"Well then I'm afraid you have some packing to get started on." he stated as he grabbed his belongings and stood.

"Boys don't be late. Sandra I will send you all the information you need via email" and with that he walked out.

Their attention suddenly back at me, I stay sitting down not knowing weather to leave or get the deal straight with these boys.

"Hey gorgeous" one of the members spoke to me "Whats your name?" He asked almost a bit too cheeky.

"Sandra" I simply told him hoping to get him off my back, which clearly didn't work.
"Im Harry" he replied. Man this guy was just too flirty, anybody could tell he was hitting on me. Way go go for making it less obvious.

"And Im not interested" was my harsh cold reply as I stood and started to walk towards the door.

"Attitude. I like it" another voice said, causing me to turn and notice it was him. The boy with the hazel eyes.

Gosh I cant believe I'm going to have to work with these jerks. But I wasn't going to take all of this and just be harassed by them when ever they pleased.

"Lets get one thing straight." I started to say to them which by my reply I can tell it took them by surprise.

"This is all just strictly business, alright! . So stop with all this flirting because its not going to work."It appeared that my last sentence was a joke to Mr. Hazel eyes as I could tell he was wanting to burst out in laughter.

"Something wrong?" I said stating it mainly to the boy with the black jet hair. "Yes" his answer very strong.

"And what is that?" my arms immediately crossing one another waiting for his response.

"You said the flirting will not work"

"Exactly. It wont. So might as well give up now and be saved the work or just end up looking like pathetic fools"

"Challenge accepted" the boy replied with a smirk on his face causing the rest of the boys to burst in excitement.

Wait what!?

What challenge? What the hell is this boy talking about.

Challenge accepted my ass!

Ill make sure you regret starting this.

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