Taylor:

I stare into the mirror and smirk, "You can do this, Taylor! You're beautiful, talented, and smart; why wouldn't they give you the job?" Telling myself things to bring my spirits make me more confident about what I'm doing. "Teen Vogue is going to love you and you'll make your dream come true."

I smooth out my H&M tee and adjust the shoulders. This is one of the biggest days of my life. If I blow this interview, my life is pretty much over. Sure, I have a lot of things that I love, but that doesn't mean they mean as much as this internship does. I guess you could say I have the perfect family; loving parents without a chance of a divorce, two great sisters who are there for me when I need them. I love my amazing boyfriend, but sometimes he just isn't himself and it just messes me up. I just want my dream to come true and make my life complete.

Okay, maybe I have a few dreams. Some reachable, others not. The reasonable one is to get this internship at Teen Vogue. Then I can get a few modeling jobs along the way, eventually becoming a famous model. That's living the dream right there. But the ones that I virtually have no way in hell of me reaching are meeting Justin Bieber and dating him. But there are a few reasons for that. One, when I first saw Justin on YouTube, he wasn't very successful yet. I thought I seriously had a chance with him back then, but now… not so much. Do you know how many other girls love him as much as me? Yeah, a lot. I didn't think about wanting to be his girlfriend until he followed me on Twitter a little after he made his. Now, I don't think about that dream much; my boyfriend means so much to me, even if he hurts me so much, and I'm not looking for one. But I can't help but wonder what it would be like.

One more small touch-up on my brown hair and I'm all ready to go. I pick up my purse and check to make sure everything I need is inside. My heels are slipped on and I twirl my keys around my finger as I hop into my brand new, shiny car. The radio fills the air and I bite my bottom lip. Mouthing along to the lyrics of "Just the Way You Are", I glide along the road, turning into Jessica's driveway. The horn makes a loud noise as she walks down the sidewalk.

"Shut up, Tay!" she shouts, almost stumbling in her stilettos. Jess hops into the passenger's seat and clicks the seat belt. "We better get these internships or I will seriously fucking bitch slap someone right now."

I nod, "Seriously. And if, like, not all three of us get it, I'm going to flip shit."

She laughs as I pull into Hannah's driveway. I press down on the wheel, creating the loud obnoxious sound again. H comes walking towards us wearing her PINK hoodie – that oddly enough is actually navy – and her Hollister shorts, revealing her long legs. I raise my eyebrows towards Jessi.

"How's my girls doing?" Hannah hops in the back seat, flashing her perfect white teeth.

"It's 'How are my girls doing,' H," I smile through the rearview mirror. She's not the smartest girl in the world, but I am the one who doesn't let anyone speak improperly. Only I can speak horribly.

She rolls her eyes, "Whatever, does it matter?"

"Well, I am just great," Jess speaks up, "we have these jobs in the palm of our hands."

I stare out the windshield, trying to focus on the road. The traffic is horrific, as always. If a day comes when Los Angeles doesn't have any roads backed up for miles, it will probably be the end of the world. The radio spits out "I Like It" and I dance along with my best friends as we move an average of an inch per minute.

"What the hell. I hate downtown so much," Hannah frowns at her iPhone and taps it continuously.

Jess nods, "But it's worth it. Taylor, how much longer until we're there?"

"Um..." I pull my phone out of my pocket at glance at the time, "like maybe five more minutes. Can you guys handle it?"

Hannah sighs, "I guess I have to."

My phone starts vibrating and I look back at it. I got a text from Danny. "Fuck!" I shove the Droid into Jessica's hand. "Read this text and reply for me, kay?"

"Yes, princess," she rolls her eyes and reads the message aloud; "Hey, babe! Wanna catch a movie later? Whatever you want to see I'll go."

"Tell him I said hi!" Hannah leans forward.

"Tell him I can't make it until eight. Oh, and that I love him," I grin.

Jess types away on my phone as we pull into a parking garage. The woman stops me at the gate and looks a little bit pissed. "Twenty-five dollars."

I rummage through my purse and find my wallet. I hand the bitchy woman a twenty and a five, in return I get a ticket saying I get to park all day. The bar flies up and we speed away, finding the closest spot on the third floor. I take the keys out and make sure my hair looks tolerable, along with my friends.

The three of us step out in style, sporting our 'Teen Vogue future intern' look. We walk inside the building and arrive at the Teen Vogue office. It's freaking beautiful – at least the main entrance is. The modern receptionist area is just plain remarkable. Hannah and I sit down on the chairs carefully as Jessi tells the receptionist that we're here for our interview.

We wait for a few minutes, our feet tapping nervously on the floor. I may come off as confident, but I'm really not that way all the time. A woman calls Jessi and we instantly start worrying.

"Wish me luck, you guys!" she calls out while walking through the door. I lightly wave and flash a smile towards her, same does Hannah.

Now I start my unnecessary stressing out. What if I don't get this job? My life is over – that's what is going to happen. I sigh and glance over at H. She looks just as nervous, playing with a few strands of her light blonde hair. We don't speak a word, but patiently wait until Jess comes back and sits quietly to my right. "H, it's your turn."

Hannah bites her bottom lip and walks through the doorway. I shut my eyes and take a deep breath. "Just think about everything that will happen to you when you land this internship! You get to meet stars, models, write articles about fashion, and - most importantly – meet Justin Bieber." I sit, peeling the neon pink nail polish off of my left index finger, until Hannah comes back.

"Tay, it's your big moment!" she seemed to be skipping out of the room. "Good luck!"

I hold my breath and stand up. The door seems so far away from where I'm standing. I almost stumble over my three-inch heels as I enter the room with a single desk and two chairs in front of it. I sit down on the first available chair and look up at the woman in the big, comfy chair behind the large desk.

"Taylor Robinson?" she looks up at me and I nod. "Good afternoon, Taylor! How are you doing today?"

"I'm great. Really excited to get this internship!" my fake smile falls on my face.

"I'm Amy Astley, Editor in Chief here at Teen Vogue," she offers her hand out to me and I lightly shake it.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Ms. Astley."

"Could you explain to me why you believe you should be our new intern?"

I nod, "Well, I believe that I should be your next intern because I'm passionate about fashion and I think I have a decent sense of style. I really enjoy journalism and pretty much any sort of writing and I think I could be a great addition to the Teen Vogue family."

"Thank you," she scribbles down a few notes on a piece of paper then smiles up at me. "We'll contact you later today."

"Thank you for your time," I practically run out of that room. I walk out next to Jessi with Hannah trailing behind us and make a face. "Holy crap, I think I'm going to pass out."

She laughs as she follows me through the parking garage. "Please, you're definitely going to get the internship. You shouldn't even worry. I totally blew my interview!"

"I'm hoping I did okay, my whole life is practically riding on this."

"Hey, you guys, I think I did great, personally," Hannah hops into the backseat

Jess laughs, "Of course you did amazing, H. Fashion is your thing!"

I turn the key and start off back home. This time the traffic isn't nearly as bad, but it's still rough to go over thirty miles per hour. The girls chat as I focus on the road ahead of me. I watch the yellow lines turn and curve with the street.

"Oh my God! You guys!" Jess starts waving her phone around as I pull up to a stop sign. "They're calling!"

"Well answer it, stupid!" Hannah calls out.

"Hello? Yes, this is Jessica Carlton… Oh my God, are you serious right now? Thank you so much… See you tomorrow!" Jess presses a button on her Blackberry and looks up at me with this crazy smile.

"You freaking got it?" I shout.

"Congrats, girl!"

She smiles and shoves her phone into her pocket. "Thanks, guys. I hope you're there with me. Hannah, she said that you'll be getting your call soon."

Suddenly Hannah's phone starts playing "Teenage Dream" by Katy Perry. Her eyes widen as she presses the green button on the screen, "Um, hello? Mhm, this is Hannah Potts… Wait, are you saying yes? Oh my gosh! Thanks Ms. Astley! Okay, bye!" She starts bouncing up and down in her seat. "I got it!"

We start clapping in the front seat. Jess looks over at me. "I swear, Tay, if you don't get this I will freaking give up my job so you can have it. You truly deserve this."

"Eh, hopefully I'll get it," I shrug out to the road. "Don't give up your internship for me."

"Just wait for this phone call," Hannah smiles, "you'll probably get it soon. I mean, I got mine right after Jess."

I bite my lip and turn into Hannah's driveway, "I hope so… I can't take this wait."

Hannah hops out of the car, blowing a kiss to us both, "Good luck, Taylor! Love you both!" She makes her way up to her huge white house and slams the front door. She's probably one of the prettiest girls I've ever seen. Maybe we can model together.

I turn back onto the road and frown. "What's taking them so long? Oh God, they can't decide if they want me or not, so they're having this retarded fight and they're going to end up saying no because they think I'm too stupid or something for this!"

"Chill out!" Jessi laughs, "Don't worry. They just want to build up the suspense. You'll get it."

"Oh really, now is that how they're working it? It's just because they can't decide who gets to deliver the horrible news."

"No, they aren't! You worry too much. I don't see how you aren't always confident." We pulled into her driveway. "Can you stay over for a bit?"

I nod as we get out of the car, "Well why the hell would I be confident? I freaking suck."

"Don't say that!" We walk into her house and run up the steps. "For one, you're super gorgeous. That helps everything you do."

"Oh, that's just great," I sit down on her desk chair, pressing the power button on her laptop.

She laughs and pulls another chair next to me. "You're also brilliant. Who wouldn't want that? You've gotten nothing but A's forever."

"Please, I got a B in biology."

"So? You've never gotten anything lower than a B."

"Hm… true. So?"

"It's just you seem like that perfect, preppy girl that everyone loves."

My phone starts vibrating in my pocket. I pull it out and answer it immediately. "Hello?"

"This is Amy Astley, is this Taylor Robinson?"

"Yes. Yes it is," I stare up at Jessi who's smiling her ass off.

"I would like to inform you that you've been accepted as one of our new interns!"

"Are you kidding me? Thank you so much, you have no idea how much this means to me!"

"You're welcome! Be sure to come tomorrow at 10 A.M."

"I will! Thank you again!" I press the screen and squeal. "I got it too!"

Jess gives me a hug, "I told you, you didn't have to worry."

I smile, "Now to start my master plan."

"Oh goodness… seriously?"

"Yes, of course! The first step is done now."

She rolls her eyes, "So what's next, Tay?"

"Do you really have to ask?"

"Ugh, Justin Bieber?"

"…Justin Bieber," I say as I type in the URL to his twitter, "but first, we have to check his twitter."

"Why are you so obsessed with that poor boy? You stalk him like there's no tomorrow."

"Hey! He's interesting, kind, and an all-around nice guy! I'm hoping I'll meet him one day."

"Please," she mocks, "you'll meet him in no time."

I smirk, pointing at a picture of Justin, "Hopefully soon."

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