Chapter 23: The News

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Skyler Aviana Hemmings

Once we arrived i took a quick shower while Michael, being a lazy ass, changed and talked to the guys.

I picked out some loose, worn out black sweats and huge navy blue jacket over a tight tank top.

I threw it all on and rushingly wore a pair of ankle socks.

"Hey." I greeted the guys as i entered the kitchen

"Hello. So how'd the meeting go?" Luke asked

I shrugged my shoulders and took a seat next to Ashton since he was eating Doritos.

I stared at him intently as he ate. He slowly looked at me with an arched eyebrow.

"Can i have some?" I asked

He chuckled but shove the chips towards me.

"Skyler? I think you need to tell them what happened a while ago." Michael said sternly

"Uh...some people asked me to attend a Victoria's Secret Fashion Show." I said bashfully

"You can watch. We won't think bad about you." Luke shrugged

"No. They i-invited me as a...uh model." I whispered the last part really quick

"Model?" everyone, except Michael and I, muttered surprised

I nodded slowly at them. A bunch of compliments and congratulations was thrown around the room.

"That means your body will be exposed to everyone, Skyler. You're too young." Luke sighed

I glared at him and hopped off of the stool. Walking to a sofa my phone dinged from the pocket of my sweatpants.

I glanced at the text message from Stacy.

We found you a manager. He's Jonathan Hillary. We're going to meet up tomorrow at 3.

Sighing, i plopped down the couch and yelled for Percy.

"What?" He said sitting on my butt since i was face down the couch. And let me tell you, this boy is one heavy shit.

"I need to meet up with my new manager tomorrow." I said into the couch

"Ok. I'll tell the boys." He said nonchalantly

"Thanks." I mumbled, pushing him off of me and sat up

"You're a bit off. What's up, buttercup?" He nudged my leg with his socked feet

"Do you think i can do it? The modelling shit?" I asked him

"Of course. You've got the skinny body, bright smile, great personality, and pretty hair. Although you lack height but you'll still grow. You're 16 for fucks sake!" He rambled

"Thanks." I smiled

"LETS GO!" We heard Calum scream

I stood up and shoved my feet in a pair of black Vans.

Michael saw me and immediately came towards me, enveloping me in a hug.

"You'll do great. In the concert and the fashion show." He told me

I nodded my head which was buried in his chest.

We all started our journey to the vans that will take us to the arena.

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