The Perfect Girl || 5SoS

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"Hey check this out! There's an acting job available here in LA!" My finger frantically points at the screen as I squeal, looking to my best friend for approval. She jumps up and down in joy with me and giggles happily, hugging me tightly.

"Great! Does it say what for?" She scrolls through the given information, or lack thereof. "Well, it's in an hour. So just go, and if it's for a porno, say no thanks." She winks and earns an eye roll from me. "Though, you do have the body for porn," she jokes, playfully nudging me.

"Shut up, Cas!"

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When I get to the 'auditions' I realize they are nothing like an audition. We have to take a paper test first. So they can get a feel for who we are. Then they want to see only ten out of the forty of us. Then, they'll select five of us out of than ten based on looks, and then they'll pick one of us out of that five based on our acting skills.

It's all very confusing.

Sighing, I pick up my pencil and look down at the test. I fill in my name and read the first question.

1.) Which of the following are you a fan of:

° One Direction

° Fun.

° The Wanted

• 5 Seconds of Summer

*If you selected One Direction, continue to question two. If you selected Fun. continue to page two. If you selected The Wanted, you are not needed here. If you selected 5SoS, continue to page three*

What the hell? About fifteen girls get up with their bags, leaving the hall. No offense, but if you picked the wanted, you deserve to be ostracized. They're simply awful and untalented.

11.) Which member of 5SoS is your favorite?

° Michael Clifford

° Calum Hood

• Luke Hemmings

° Ashton Irwin

12.) When is your birthday?

12/30/95

13.) What is your favorite activity?

• Hanging out with friends and having a blast

° Obsessing over 5SoS!

° Playing video games all day

° Fangirling like nobody's watching

14.) Where are you from?

° Australia

° England

° Ireland

• America

15.) If you could describe yourself in one word, what would it be?

Adventurous

Biting my lip harshly, I lift myself from my seat and turn in my paper. The woman, Ana, smiles and pulls me off to the side. She is a beautiful woman, nice sharp features. but she scares me, as she probably does everyone else in this building.

"How was the test, dear?" At least she's kind..

"Confusing, I don't understand the questions.. Why would you want to know all that stuff?" She lets a small laugh escape her lips as she escorts me to a room. She instructs me to sit down, and I do as told.

"What's your name, dear?"

"I'm Periwinkle," I answer, chewing on the inside of my cheek.

"Can you cry on command?"

"Yes."

"Can you act like you're in love?"

"Yes."

"Can you kiss someone you're not actually dating?"

"Of course, I'm an actress.."

She smiles approvingly and nods. Without a word, she gets up from her seat and walks out of the room. That was odd, absolutely odd. Sighing, I run a hand through my hair and sit back, playing with my fingers as I wait.

"But I don't want to..." My ears perk up like a dog as I hear the accent. I could recognize that accent anywhere.

"You must..." That's Ana, obviously. Her high pitched voice is not very hard to miss..no offense.

"Fine.. I-I choose... Number 5..."

"Good choice, she's young, can cry on command, can act live she's in love-."

"I don't give a fuck about all that. Is she hot?" A scoff can be heard from Ana, and I can hear her switching her weight around. Which is surprising, seeing as she's as thin as a twig. It's probably those blasted heels.

"Yes, she is very beautiful, you will be satisfied.. You can see her now, she's right in this room..." The door handle turns and my eyes widen, this is an absolute shock. I'm not sure what I was picked for, but I was picked. Me, out of all the others.

My eyes connect with his brilliant blue eyes, watching as they widen in shock. My lip falls from between my teeth, as does his. He's gorgeous, more gorgeous than I could have ever imagined.

Images and thoughts of my lips perfectly molded against his and his hands roaming my body fill my head. I can hear him saying my name, the way it rolls off his tongue. It sounds so sexy, so damn sexy.

"What's her name?" His eyes roam my body and I'm instantly self conscious. Not only am I self conscious now, but I'm a bit irritated. It's obvious that he only thinks of me as some hot piece of ass instead of what I'm supposed to be, whatever that may be.

"Periwinkle," she says, talking as if I'm not sitting right here.

"She's hot."

"Excuse me, but mind telling me why I'm here?"

My eyes lift up to meet Anna's, a firm look set on my face. She sighs and looks from me to Luke, rolling her eyes when he doesn't seem to want to speak up.

"You're here because Luke has decided to go rogue. He's been caught sleeping with too many people a week and we need you to keep him in line. If the paparazzi see that he's tied down to just one girl, i.e. you, then they will stop trying to sabotage his career.

"Seeing as you're an actress, and our top candidate, you will be the girl the paparazzi will be raving over for the next six months."

(Sorry it took soooooooo long!!

Xx)