Welcome back to my unofficial behind the scenes biography. My name is Simon Cowell and I have got some stories to tell you. I have seen everything the music business has to offer and more and it is about time that I told the world about it. Before we get started though you should know this is my second story, you've missed my introduction to this crazy industry with the delightful Paula Abdul, so go back, read that and then come back to this chapter, for those that have already read that, well done.
So we finished last time with me finalising the judging panel for American Idol, the easiest decision I have ever made and actually a really good one, Paula was an amazing judge on idol but would you expect anything else, good decisions are what I do. That whole experience though changed my entire perspective on LA and on my power. When I was just famous in the UK I was still a nobody in America but Idol changed everything, over night I became a household name, people knew me and girls were absolutely throwing themselves at me.
I'd love to say I didn't take advantage but who am I kidding, I was sleeping with a different girl every night and loving every second of it. The shy Simon quickly disappeared and the cocky arrogant Simon you all know and love today turned up (I can talk about myself in the 3rd person because I am Simon Cowell). Travelling the country with Idol, different girls every night, it was hard not to feel like I was god's gift to America, I still cringe at my waxed chest and my assortment of skin tight white t-shirts.
Fame hungry tramps quickly become boring though, my confidence had grown to unknown levels when it came to the opposite sex and I just couldn't find a way to fix it, I'd flirted with Paula but she made it pretty clear she had only slept with me for the judges seat so I was left frustrated and desperate for a challenge, until May 2002 when we rolled into Dallas. It was a standard day of auditions, Britney Spears wannabe's and country singers until late in the day we finally had someone of interest and someone that definitely caught my eye.
She wandered onto the stage looking every bit the trailer trash, to be fair she was back then, dirty blonde hair, she had a denim top on and some black flared trousers, none of it flattering and definitely not floating my boat, she was even a fairly average singer to say the least. You could barely see her figure but she looked like she had about b cup breasts, a nice toned body and an arse that was tempting, even though her baggy trousers definitely didn't give much away. She did, however, have a lovely smile, sexy eyes and the most infectious personality. I'd had an awful day and she was the first thing that had brought any kind of smile to my face, so without thinking I made the decision to have some fun.
If you remember her audition, she was OK, not that I listened to her song much, after making my decision I was sat there watching her thinking of my plans for what I was going to try and do. The highlight she got Randy to switch places with her but the end result, Randy and Paula said yes, so she was coming to Hollywood. She skipped over to us her perky little breasts bouncing along as she did watching her leaning down to hug Paula and then Randy I couldn't help but catch a quick glimpse down her top, seeing she wasn't wearing a bra smiling to myself I knew that she was definitely the person to have fun with so I stretched my arms out preparing for my hug, preparing to put my plan into action. Drinking in that infectious smile once more I pulled her in close, feeling her breasts against my chest I held her tightly whispering to her as I did, ensuring it was loud enough for her to hear but not so loud the other two or any crew would hear, not easy when wearing a microphone. I softly whispered into her ear "Your the sexiest girl I've seen audition today." She pulled away and I just looked at her still smiling in the way I would smile at anyone who just got through to Hollywood, I could see the thoughts running through her mind as she continued to smile but clearly had an inner turmoil going on. I couldn't help but laugh to myself as I clapped once more smiling at her and continued to my normal charade, "See you in Hollywood" watching as she left the room, eyeing that arse that could you barely make out in her baggy trousers. Her startled face, like a rabbit in headlights, had made my day, this is what the auditions had already become, a mindless task that I had to come up with new ways to entertain myself, I had no idea what was to come.
The rest of the day was just a blare as I waited for the auditions to finish; I was tempted on several occasions to just finish early, I was eager to get back to my dressing room and be done with the day. Finally the day ended, I finished some extra edits that were required and headed back to my dressing room eager to get out of my shirt that I basically felt was my 9-5 uniform these days.
