"Am I not allowed to admire my perfect daughter?"
Kalia has been in Foster Care ever since the plane crash when she was 8 years old.
One day, Bryce Hall comes in looking to foster a child and Kalia catches his eye.
He flies her back to LA with him...
But then I remember I have to get to the studio with Josh for writing Still Softish or what ever the hell we decided the name to be.
I slowly get of bed so I don't wake Kalia up. I head to my room and throw on a white tank top and black camo shorts.
Josh: "Ugh why the fuck did you wake me uppp." He says after I barge into his room and jump on top of him.
Bryce: "Get up dickwad, we have to go to the studio."
Josh: ''Why did I agree to this?" He whines and gets up.
Bryce: "Because you decided to make a diss track."
Josh: "Yeah yeah what ever." He says and goes to his bathroom to get ready.
10 minutes later he comes down stairs and we head out to the studio
(i dont know what the hell to call it)
Pap: "Bryce! Josh!" Ah shit they found us.
Bryce: "Hey."
Josh: "Sup man."
Pap: "Whats the drama with all the hate you're getting."
Bryce: "Um, I don't really care what other people say cus at the end of the day, I know she loves me."
Pap: "Josh! Whats up with you and Nessa?"
Josh: "We're cool."
Pap: "What about you and Chase? Any hate going on?"
Josh: "I have not really talked to him that much." They are pressing the wrong buttons.
Pap: "Bryce! How's Kalia?"
Bryce: "She is good." I say taking a sip of water. These people-
Pap: "What about the rumors of her sleeping with a fellow Sway member." I spit out my water and start coughing.
Josh: "Bro you good?" He asks and I nod. I stop my coughing fit and look at the son of a bitch who asked that awful question.
Bryce: "What the hell! She is fucking 10 years old!"
Josh: ''Bro, I get that you guys are just trying to do your jobs but it comes to a certain point of just stupid rumors and something inapropiate as fuck."
Bryce: "But just for your information, she is 10 and the sway boys are like her older brothers. Now if you will excuse us, we have somewhere to be." I say and then walk away from the paparazzi.
Pap: "Bryce!"
Pap: "Josh!"
Pap: "Where are you going?"
Josh: "Away from here." He says and we walk into the building where they can not bother us anymore.
Bryce: "Why the hell would they ask such a stupid fucking question?"
Josh: "I don't know, but we have other things to worry about then some stupid rumor which we know is not true." I nod and we start working on some of the lyrics.
~ two hours later ~
I am with Josh at the studio, we are writing Still Softish. We have about the first verus but it is iffy. Some of the lyrics make no sense, but we will fix that later.
My phone rings, I see it is Quinton.
Bryce: "What does he want?" I decline the call. He keeps calling me so I finally answer.
Bryce: "What." I say blandly and put it on speaker so Josh can hear as well.
Quinton: "Bryce?" He sounds like he was crying a little.
Bryce: "Yes?"
Quinton: "It is Kalia." I sit straighter.
Bryce: "What? Is she okay?" I am very afraid all of a sudden.
