"How should we wake her up?" I heard a voice belonging to Zayn whisper.

"Should we poke her?" Niall asked.

"Grab her?" Harry added.

"She dosen't like that." Louis told him. Smart move.

"Pull off her blanket?" Liam questioned. I heard some more ideas mentioned and then someone grabbed onto my blanket and I gave it a death grip.

"Not advised." I mumbled, sitting up and rubbing my eyes. "What time is it?"

"10:30." Harry said. "You have 30 minutes before rehersal." He added.

"What?!" I screeched.

"28 minutes." Niall noted.

"Not helping." I growled. I jumped off the bunk, grabbed my bag, and sprinted for the bathroom.

"Don't fall in!" Louis called.

"I'll try my best!" I replied, pressing the button to open the bathroom. I started the shower and quickly got in. Within 7 minutes I was in and out of the shower and was working on my hair. It was wavy so I just did a side braid and let my wavy bangs be. I quickly pulled out a coffee colored sweater, my favorite ripped shorts, a brown belt, my Tom's, and a beanie. After it was all on I rushed out of the bathroom.

"You take forever! I had to pee!" Louis shouted, as he rushed into the bathroom. I smirked knowing that I had caused him pee pain and walked into the living room area.

"You look great." Niall said.

"Yeah the fans will love you." Zayn added. I felt myself frown a little.

"Fans?" I replied.

"Yeah. When we get off there is always a huge crowd." Liam smiled at me.

"If they hate on you then no tickets for them." Louis said joining the conversation.

"Hey guys, get you're stuff together." Steven called. I grabbed my phone and shoved it into my Coach crossbody. I felt the bus come to a stop, and I pulled back the curtain a little to see the fans. I let it go and leaned against the wall.

"That many? This isn't even a big event. It's a freaking rehersal!" I marveled. Niall walked over and looked.

"It's normally double that." He responded. I swear he sounded sad about it.

"Guys, I'll lead the front and George here will lead the back." Steven told us, pointing to who I assumed to be George. Steven walked out and motioned for Harry to come. I heard screaming and even some crying. George held up his hand and then Zayn walked out. More crying and screaming. Liam went next causing the biggest roar so far, then Niall and it was just me and Louis. I swallowed and balled my hands into fists.

"It's okay." Louis said rubbing my back. I nodded and exhaled nervously as George motioned us through and then closed the bus door. The fans started off screaming and then stopped.

"Who's the girl?" Someone shouted.

"Louis is mine!" I girl called.

"She's kinda pretty." Another girl remarked.

"This is our support act, okay?" Louis shouted to all of them. He put his hand on the small of my back and guided my inside. "You okay?" He asked once we got inside. I nodded.

"They said I was 'kinda pretty', and that's enough for me." I told him. Time to rehearse.

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"Chloe Thomas, please report to floor two, room eleven. I repeat Chloe Thomas please report to floor two, room eleven." The intercom requested. I got up from my chair in my dressing room and found the right door. I knocked.

"Chloe? Come in, come in!" A woman said, welcoming me. "I'm Lou Teasdale. I style the One Direction boys!" Lou exclaimed grabbing my hand and shaking it. "I'm sorry. I'm a little excited...I never get to style girls." Lou squealed. I laughed.

"So, are you gonna make me over?" I asked her.

"Yes, but first your performance outfit." She answered. I nodded and walked over to the rack. "Just pick out something you like and we'll find some things to go with it." Lou clapped her hands and walked over to her makeup table. I pushed through the clothes on the rack, deciding on a floral printed dress with triangle cut-outs on the side, and a pair of pink wedges with a flower on top. Lou then picked out a necklace that said "beauty queen". "Let's do your hair later. You have to rehearse." I was shooed out and had a door slammed in my face. I walked to where the stage was and the boys were already there.

"There's our lady!" Louis said running up to me and rubbing my head.

"Woah!" I shouted taking a step back. "Respect the beanie." I fixed my hat and smiled.

"I'm so sorry my lady. I will now bow down to you and kiss your filthy shoes." Louis bowed to and was about to kiss my shoes when Simon walked on-stage.

"Bloody hell?" Simon yelped and Louis scrammbled to his feet and brushed off his red jeans. The rest of us giggled earning us all a hate glare from Louis. "Whatever." Simon sighed, walking over and sitting down in a random swivel chair on the stage. "I want to hear Chloe sing first. What songs are you planning on singing?" I thought about my choices.

"Mirrors by Justin Timberlake, Who You Are...the version done by Angie Miller, and Mermaid by Train." I replied.

"None of our songs?" Harry pouted.

"No, because then your fans would throw various objects at me." I told him, throwing my water bottle at him. he dodged it and stuck his tounge out. I rolled my eyes.

"Lets hear Mermaid first. I'm not familiar with that song." Simon leaned back in his chair and the CD started.

Couldn't swim so I took a boat

To an island so remote

Only Johnny Depp has ever been to it before

Stayed there till the air was clear

I was bored and out of tears,

Then I saw you washed up on the shore

I finished the song and Simon and the boys clapped. I bowed. "Thank you! Thank you!" I yelled.

"Bravo!" Zayn shouted.

"Encore! Encore! Encore!" Louis chanted.

"There will be no 'encore' Mr. Tomlinson. Chloe has to go get her hair done." Simon scolded Louis for his strange and uncalled for behavior. I waved and went back to Lou Teasdale's room.

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After having my hair washed and trimmed I looked at myself in the mirror: my blue eyes looked big today...and was that a zit?! I leaned forward only to be pulled back down by Lou. "Would you be open to changing your hair color?" Lou asked me. Now my eyes were really wide. I had never colored my hair before in my life. No highlights, no dip dying, nothing.

"Whatever you think will look good. I mean you're the professional." I gave her a tight smile in the mirror.

"Do you want to pick the shade?" Lou replied.

"Um. Surprise me." I told her. I closed my eyes as she took out the dye and her brush and started coloring my hair.

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OMG!!! She's getting her hair colored!!!

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P.S. I meant to say this earlier but if Eleanor Calder ever reads this (doubtful) or any Eleanor fans do then just know she has to act like a jerk in the story. I personally LOVE Eleanor but it thickens the plot so if I have offended anyone then I'm sorry and it wasn't intentional. Love you guys!