They Don't Know About Us
Chapter 3: Trailer Number 42
Chapter 3 Trailer Number 42 The next morning was the morning of the graduation party. Kim and I got up immediately and dressed in our regular clothes. We’d take the 20 min drive to the beach and once we got there we would oversee the workers setting us the party making sure every detail was just right. Then once it was all set up we’d go to One of One Direction’s makeup trailers and have their artists do us up. We’d finally get changed about half an hour before the party. Kim was wearing some light blue skinny jeans and a light blue crop top. I had put on a really cute red and white striped dress. We ate a quick breakfast of apple fritters and ran out to my car. I texted my mom and told her that we were on our way since she and my father had already driven there.
The whole way there Kim and I were singing One Direction parodies like crazy and cracking up after every line. After the 30 minute drive in traffic we began seeing crazed girls on the side of the road holding up neon colored posters. The traffic came to a standstill and that was when I realized that there was a mob of girls chasing after a white SUV limo.
I rolled my eyes. I can’t stand fangirls yet inside I was fangirling just a little bit. Kimberly laughed. “You look like you’re having a mental argument with yourself Mads. You keep scowling then blushing then rolling your eyes and starting all over again!” She said grinning. I blushed a deep red; I didn’t mean to show that I was fangirling or even bothered by the mob of girls chasing the limo. I snorted and shrugged off her comment.
I turned up the radio and listened to the commentary. “Yes that’s right Macey we’ve spotted their limousine driving down 34th and 2nd. They are headed toward Miami beach for their sectioned off meet and greet.” A young newscaster reported “No one can even get within a mile of the beach without being escorted away, unless you have your tickets handy.” a different person replied. “Although there is an exclusive graduation party same place same time tonight and you just might get your hands on an invitation. Right after the break.” I gasped for two reasons. Firstly I was shocked that a news channel would be covering something as stupid as parties but secondly were they implying that they had ahold of one of my invitations?
Impossible, this party was on lockdown, we had a guest list and anyone who tried to get in that wasn’t on the list was escorted out. People were that serious about One Direction. I felt sick to my stomach and turned the radio off. Kimberly snatched my hand and turned it back on “We have no idea of what is going on Mads, we have to listen, I bet you they aren’t giving out your party invitations.” She said looking directly at me.
Since we were at a standstill I looked straight at her and nodded. I pulled out my phone and texted my mom about the traffic telling her we were going to be a little later than we expected. I checked the time, 12:08 already, my party starts at 5.
If we got there soon enough and ate lunch quickly we’d be able to fit in our prep time with barely enough time to make sure everything was okay. Soon, the traffic cleared up and we got to the check in at 12:35. A security guard stopped us to make sure both our ID’s were on the guest list (I told you it was tight security) and let us go. By the time we were parked and met up with my mom and dad, it was 1 o’clock. We gave them each a quick hug and kiss before heading to the trailers.
“Quick Kimberly, take a picture of pre-professional beautified me!” I said stopping right outside of the trailer door. She pulled out her phone and snapped a few quick pictures and I did the same for her. Then we both faced the door but right before we knocked an older looking man strode up to us kicking up sand as he walked.
“What do you two think you’re doing?” he demanded shortly followed by two tall beefy men. Body guards. But his man didn’t look anything like Niall, Harry, Liam, Louis or Zayn. Uh oh, this man must be a manager or someone important. I swallowed unable to find my words. Kimberly saved me. “Simon Cowell! It is a pleasure to meet you. My name is Kimberly Ross and this is Madeline Mc. Lear. She is having the graduation party here and was told that she and I could get prepped for the party here.” She said completely calm and sophisticated extending a hand in greeting.
He shook it in return and smiled. “Maddi, Kimberly, we’ve been expecting you. Why don’t you two head on to trailer number 42. That one is unused until later tonight. I suppose you’d like to meet the boys too?” He said. Kimberly nodded hanging on to every word he said as if it were pure gold.
“Good, well then why don’t you ask Jolie to page me when you are done, I’ll send two body guards to escort you two to the boy’s trailer.” He replied nodding his head then swiftly walking away.
I breathed a deep sigh of relief as Kimberly grabbed me by the arm and headed to trailer #42. I followed her in a daze, who was Simon Cowell? Soon we found trailer number 42 and knocked.
A young woman, maybe 20 years old, answered. She was about 5ft 6in tall and her bright blue hair was cut into a short bob. “Maddi? Is that you?” She said. “Wow, you look so grown up; I haven’t seen you in like forever!” She squealed. Weird. I didn’t know this lady at all. She reached out to give me a hug. I let her and awkwardly hugged her back. Kimberly raised her eyebrows at me as the lady beckoned us into the trailer.
“Sorry, I’m Katie. Maddi’s old babysitter.” The lady said to Kimberly. Oh, that’s who she is. Katie sat down on a stool and picked up her Starbucks. “So, you are the graduation girl right?” She asked me. I nodded. “You and…” She started. “Kimberly” Kimberly supplied her. “You and Kimberly came to get like totally awesome makeovers right?” Katie continued. Kimberly and I laughed and nodded.
“JULIA!” she yelled. A girl about the same age as Katie appeared in a doorway nearby. “Katie, you know my name is Jolie.” Jolie said rolling her eyes Katie snickered but continued “Okay then Jolie, these two girls need a makeover. I was about to sit them down and ask about what they wanted. But since you’re doing makeup I called you in to listen.” Jolie nodded and turned to us.
Kimberly and I sat on two other stools right across from them. “So, who graduated?” Jolie asked. “Well, we both did but this is my graduation party, Kim already had hers.” I explained. Jolie nodded “So is this casual or dressy?” she asked “Well, it’s kind of both. It’s casual but not jeans and t-shirt casual and it’s dressy but not ball-gown dressy.” I said “Mhmm. Okay, well then Maddi you can go to hair first and Kimberly will have makeup done. Then you guys can swap places!” Katie said. I sat in the stool in front of Jolie’s mirror.
“So what do you want?” She asked. “Well I was thinking that maybe you could curl my hair?” I said not really knowing what else I’d like. Jolie pursed her lips. “Okay then, what about putting your hair into a high ponytail and curling it. It would look cute and not to dressy.” I loved the idea but I hated having high ponytails. I shook my head. “Well, what about two low ponytails curled?” She asked. I really wasn’t digging the whole ponytail thing so I shook my head again.
“Okay then, I really want you to be happy but be more open to ideas ok?” Jolie said. I blushed I wasn’t trying to be difficult but I really didn’t want plain ponytails. A thought struck me. “Jolie, could you maybe do two French braids on the side of my head leading into the curled high ponytail in the back?” I asked. I had no other way of explaining what was on my mind. I love the idea but I’d never seen it in person. Jolie nodded and started brushing my hair.
“So are you excited to meet the boys?” She asked. “Yeah, have you?” I asked “Nope I’m here as a backup hairstylist, or the hairstylist for the female managers. I’ve never met them myself.” She explained. “Has Katie?” I asked. Jolie shook her head. “Hey do you and Katie want to come to my party? If you’re not doing anything you can.” I offered. Even if they came I probably wouldn’t see them but it’s the thought that counts. Jolie’s eyes lit up as she started rinsing out my hair in a nearby sink. “Sure! It would be so awesome! I heard that Hayleigh Brent would be there! She is Miss USA right? And Miss California will be there too right? And isn’t that famous no name DJ from Las Vegas hosting it? What about Katy Perry, didn’t she tweet that she’d be there?” Jolie rambled, all of those things were true but most of them I’d met. I wasn’t exactly ecstatic about seeing them again. I guess all of those people are nice and all but I can’t stand the attention it gets me afterward. I nodded as Jolie started blow dying my hair. Soon my ponytail was up and looked stunning. I switched places with Kimberly who looked exactly like Hayleigh now! “Hey Katie, I am wearing a light purple high-low dress with silver jewelry. Try to match that please, maybe like silver eye shadow or something. But I want to look more mature than a teenager but not like my mom please.” I said laughing. Katie grinned and washed my face. Within half an hour Kimberly and I looked ‘glamorous’ as Hayleigh or my mom would have put it. “Thank you so much!” I said. Kimberly’s hair was pulled up like mine and she had golden eye shadow and bright red lipstick on. Get makeovers, check, meet 5 amazing British dudes, on deck.
The whole way there Kim and I were singing One Direction parodies like crazy and cracking up after every line. After the 30 minute drive in traffic we began seeing crazed girls on the side of the road holding up neon colored posters. The traffic came to a standstill and that was when I realized that there was a mob of girls chasing after a white SUV limo.
I rolled my eyes. I can’t stand fangirls yet inside I was fangirling just a little bit. Kimberly laughed. “You look like you’re having a mental argument with yourself Mads. You keep scowling then blushing then rolling your eyes and starting all over again!” She said grinning. I blushed a deep red; I didn’t mean to show that I was fangirling or even bothered by the mob of girls chasing the limo. I snorted and shrugged off her comment.
I turned up the radio and listened to the commentary. “Yes that’s right Macey we’ve spotted their limousine driving down 34th and 2nd. They are headed toward Miami beach for their sectioned off meet and greet.” A young newscaster reported “No one can even get within a mile of the beach without being escorted away, unless you have your tickets handy.” a different person replied. “Although there is an exclusive graduation party same place same time tonight and you just might get your hands on an invitation. Right after the break.” I gasped for two reasons. Firstly I was shocked that a news channel would be covering something as stupid as parties but secondly were they implying that they had ahold of one of my invitations?
Impossible, this party was on lockdown, we had a guest list and anyone who tried to get in that wasn’t on the list was escorted out. People were that serious about One Direction. I felt sick to my stomach and turned the radio off. Kimberly snatched my hand and turned it back on “We have no idea of what is going on Mads, we have to listen, I bet you they aren’t giving out your party invitations.” She said looking directly at me.
Since we were at a standstill I looked straight at her and nodded. I pulled out my phone and texted my mom about the traffic telling her we were going to be a little later than we expected. I checked the time, 12:08 already, my party starts at 5.
If we got there soon enough and ate lunch quickly we’d be able to fit in our prep time with barely enough time to make sure everything was okay. Soon, the traffic cleared up and we got to the check in at 12:35. A security guard stopped us to make sure both our ID’s were on the guest list (I told you it was tight security) and let us go. By the time we were parked and met up with my mom and dad, it was 1 o’clock. We gave them each a quick hug and kiss before heading to the trailers.
“Quick Kimberly, take a picture of pre-professional beautified me!” I said stopping right outside of the trailer door. She pulled out her phone and snapped a few quick pictures and I did the same for her. Then we both faced the door but right before we knocked an older looking man strode up to us kicking up sand as he walked.
“What do you two think you’re doing?” he demanded shortly followed by two tall beefy men. Body guards. But his man didn’t look anything like Niall, Harry, Liam, Louis or Zayn. Uh oh, this man must be a manager or someone important. I swallowed unable to find my words. Kimberly saved me. “Simon Cowell! It is a pleasure to meet you. My name is Kimberly Ross and this is Madeline Mc. Lear. She is having the graduation party here and was told that she and I could get prepped for the party here.” She said completely calm and sophisticated extending a hand in greeting.
He shook it in return and smiled. “Maddi, Kimberly, we’ve been expecting you. Why don’t you two head on to trailer number 42. That one is unused until later tonight. I suppose you’d like to meet the boys too?” He said. Kimberly nodded hanging on to every word he said as if it were pure gold.
“Good, well then why don’t you ask Jolie to page me when you are done, I’ll send two body guards to escort you two to the boy’s trailer.” He replied nodding his head then swiftly walking away.
I breathed a deep sigh of relief as Kimberly grabbed me by the arm and headed to trailer #42. I followed her in a daze, who was Simon Cowell? Soon we found trailer number 42 and knocked.
A young woman, maybe 20 years old, answered. She was about 5ft 6in tall and her bright blue hair was cut into a short bob. “Maddi? Is that you?” She said. “Wow, you look so grown up; I haven’t seen you in like forever!” She squealed. Weird. I didn’t know this lady at all. She reached out to give me a hug. I let her and awkwardly hugged her back. Kimberly raised her eyebrows at me as the lady beckoned us into the trailer.
“Sorry, I’m Katie. Maddi’s old babysitter.” The lady said to Kimberly. Oh, that’s who she is. Katie sat down on a stool and picked up her Starbucks. “So, you are the graduation girl right?” She asked me. I nodded. “You and…” She started. “Kimberly” Kimberly supplied her. “You and Kimberly came to get like totally awesome makeovers right?” Katie continued. Kimberly and I laughed and nodded.
“JULIA!” she yelled. A girl about the same age as Katie appeared in a doorway nearby. “Katie, you know my name is Jolie.” Jolie said rolling her eyes Katie snickered but continued “Okay then Jolie, these two girls need a makeover. I was about to sit them down and ask about what they wanted. But since you’re doing makeup I called you in to listen.” Jolie nodded and turned to us.
Kimberly and I sat on two other stools right across from them. “So, who graduated?” Jolie asked. “Well, we both did but this is my graduation party, Kim already had hers.” I explained. Jolie nodded “So is this casual or dressy?” she asked “Well, it’s kind of both. It’s casual but not jeans and t-shirt casual and it’s dressy but not ball-gown dressy.” I said “Mhmm. Okay, well then Maddi you can go to hair first and Kimberly will have makeup done. Then you guys can swap places!” Katie said. I sat in the stool in front of Jolie’s mirror.
“So what do you want?” She asked. “Well I was thinking that maybe you could curl my hair?” I said not really knowing what else I’d like. Jolie pursed her lips. “Okay then, what about putting your hair into a high ponytail and curling it. It would look cute and not to dressy.” I loved the idea but I hated having high ponytails. I shook my head. “Well, what about two low ponytails curled?” She asked. I really wasn’t digging the whole ponytail thing so I shook my head again.
“Okay then, I really want you to be happy but be more open to ideas ok?” Jolie said. I blushed I wasn’t trying to be difficult but I really didn’t want plain ponytails. A thought struck me. “Jolie, could you maybe do two French braids on the side of my head leading into the curled high ponytail in the back?” I asked. I had no other way of explaining what was on my mind. I love the idea but I’d never seen it in person. Jolie nodded and started brushing my hair.
“So are you excited to meet the boys?” She asked. “Yeah, have you?” I asked “Nope I’m here as a backup hairstylist, or the hairstylist for the female managers. I’ve never met them myself.” She explained. “Has Katie?” I asked. Jolie shook her head. “Hey do you and Katie want to come to my party? If you’re not doing anything you can.” I offered. Even if they came I probably wouldn’t see them but it’s the thought that counts. Jolie’s eyes lit up as she started rinsing out my hair in a nearby sink. “Sure! It would be so awesome! I heard that Hayleigh Brent would be there! She is Miss USA right? And Miss California will be there too right? And isn’t that famous no name DJ from Las Vegas hosting it? What about Katy Perry, didn’t she tweet that she’d be there?” Jolie rambled, all of those things were true but most of them I’d met. I wasn’t exactly ecstatic about seeing them again. I guess all of those people are nice and all but I can’t stand the attention it gets me afterward. I nodded as Jolie started blow dying my hair. Soon my ponytail was up and looked stunning. I switched places with Kimberly who looked exactly like Hayleigh now! “Hey Katie, I am wearing a light purple high-low dress with silver jewelry. Try to match that please, maybe like silver eye shadow or something. But I want to look more mature than a teenager but not like my mom please.” I said laughing. Katie grinned and washed my face. Within half an hour Kimberly and I looked ‘glamorous’ as Hayleigh or my mom would have put it. “Thank you so much!” I said. Kimberly’s hair was pulled up like mine and she had golden eye shadow and bright red lipstick on. Get makeovers, check, meet 5 amazing British dudes, on deck.
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