Hello Mr. Pop Star, I'm Alice

1. Hello Mr. Pop Star, I'm Alice ~Wasted Years~

Hello, I'm Alice. I'm twenty two. I live on my own, well other than my cat Lilly. I decided to sign up to be an assistant for someone. Depended on who to know how much I was going to make in life.  

I walked into my office and sat down at my desk. Twenty minutes later a tall dark hair man walked in he stood in the front of the room and looked at everyone and then looked at some paper.  

"Okay I'm looking for an Alice Barns. Who's Alice," He said.  

Who is this guy.  

"I'm Alice," I said as I stood up.  

Another guy walked beside him. He was tall and had blond hair. The dark haired man looked me up and down.  

"Eh alright, She'll do," He said.  

What the hell was this.  

"Alright, Pack your stuff meet us downstairs ASAP." The blond headed guy said.  

I packed my stuff and went downstairs. As I got closer to the dark hair guy, I knew my life was over.  

"Adam Levine," I said.  

He smiled.  

"Hello, Alice," He said.  

"You did this on purpose," I said.  

"And I will enjoy every little minute of it," He said.  

I cut my eyes at him. Then got into the limo.  

"You know I thought teasing you was over when high school was over for us. But now that I found you as my assistant... It's going to be like old times again," He said with a smile.  

I sighed.  

"I still hate you," I said.  

"I still don't care," He said.  

I rolled my eyes.  

"Your place will be a great place for you to work. I will send you all my stuff over. Organize it. Don't be late. Be at every event me and my band have," He said.  

"Your band?" I asked.  

He smiled.  

"I'm lead singer of Maroon 5," He said.  

Great. He's a freakin' pop star.  

"Great," I said with a fake smile. 

The car stopped moving.  

"I take it, that this is your place." He said.  

"How do you know where I live?" I asked.  

"Don't worry about it," He said.  

I sighed.  

"I will send my stuff over tonight. Make sure your not late tomorrow. Once you get my schedule you'll know when to be there. A driver will be here for you. Just don't be late," He said.  

"Yeah I got it the first time thank you," I said.  

I got out of the car and walked to my apartment. I sighed.  

My phone rang.  

"Hey," I said.  

"Hey can I come over?" My sister asked.  

"Yes, please. I have problems," I said.  

"I'm on my way," She said.  

I hung up and poured me some wine.  

She was here five minutes later.  

"Hey, Al so what's going on?" She asked.  

"So your not going to believe who I signed my life to," I said.