🎶It's in his DNA, D-D-D-DNA, perfect in every way🎶
⬆LUV that song. DNA is on replay, it's on replay ;)
Chapter 3: Where's my Hair Gel?
(ROCKYS POV)
"Tomorrow, tomorrow, they're coming, tomorrow, it's only, a day awayyyyy!" Kass sang from her station at the computer, editing Justin's latest video for VEVO on YouTube.
"Who's coming?" I asked, my mind totally scrambled as I picked out Justin's clothes for his next concert. I like to plan ahead, So I can have time to spare later.
"One direction! Oh my gosh Rocky how could you forget!" Kass squealed. "And guess what Rocky? You'll get to touch their faces! And their hair, since your gonna be the stylist for them too. Oh my gosh your so lucky!" Kass Fangirled excitedly. I rolled my eyes-wow Kass.
She might be my best friend, but sometimes she's a bit of a handful. Suddenly the full impact of what she said dawned on me.
"I have to be their stylist too? WUT? Don't they have their own?" I complained.
"Yeah. We don't have room on the tour buses for their stylists. We only have two buses-one for 1D and their crew, one for Justin and his crew. Which includes us. So better study up on their different trademark style, Rocky." Kass grinned. Oh great. I swear, if I'm not getting paid extra for this...
"Rocky, Kass! Come and meet the boys!" Justin's voice called as he appeared into view, followed by 5 (attractive, may I say) boys.
"Hi." I smiled, but didnt move from my styling station.
"Oh gosh...Justin, you absolute prick! You didn't even tell me they were coming! I thought they were coming tomorrow!" Kass screamed. How does Kass even know the word prick-she's from Ontario.
"Yeah justin, you prick." i joked with an eye roll that drew laughter from the 5 boys.
"What's a prick?" Justin asked in confusion.
"Another word for jerk, idiot, whatever." One of the boys said, the blonde.
"HEYYY, Irish!" I smiled at him,
"not many of those blowing up the music biz." I grinned. I'm Irish too. my accent drew constant teasing from Justin, who believed he had a pretty good Irish accent impression. He doesn't. The Irish smiled back.
The other 4 boys looked at Him, doing a quick double take at his expression before exchanging looks between each other. Weeeird.