Completely Accepted

Prod's house

The first thing you think of when you step up to Prods house.

He's richer than you thought.

"Nigga two got Lambos out?"Roc pointed excitingly.

Second thing you say when you walk inside to a butler announcing you at Prods house.

"Wow."

Prod came from down a grand marble staircase from the side,smiling with his tight grey shirt,black skinnys with his usual shades on.I noticed he passed by a beautifully crafted piano I just really wanted to play.There were portraits of his family around the walls and a huge modern light bulb chandelier sparkled down like a huge New Years ball.

"Um Catt?"Prod smiled.

I snapped out of it at as he hugged me laughin'.

"Sorry its just I've never been in a house like this before..." I shrugged as he guy-shaked Roc grabbing my hand to the kitchen.Which was pretty amazing with the clear view of the pool and as well with chefs cooking just about everything. He laughed opening the door for me outside.The heat hits your face right when stepped outside but there was a nice breeze blowing as we walked.

"I guess you can meet my dad while my mom's out."He grinned.

"You guess?"

He chuckled turning to Roc.

"Case your wondering,my dad.....plays for the Falcons."

"Oh cool."He grinned as we walked on to a huge field as their back yard.I can tell he was fan-girling inside,trying not to show off his many athletic skills. A really tall but skinny guy with a stop watch waved us over,watching a pretty buff guy run back and forth with weighs.

"This is Scott my dads trainer."Prod gestured.

"Hey kids,you're on a little play date."

We laughed.

"No I thought I'd play in the studio,show her around a bit."He smiled fixing his shades.

"34!'He clicked the stop watch as Prod's dad stopped in front of us out of breath,pooling in sweat.

"That's a second off."he breathed driving gatorade.

"You should try running on the tip of your toes to gain more speed."Roc added.

He sounded extremely intelligent for once as they both looked his way. He looks just like his son,but height was definitely not a trait Prod got from him.I giggled quietly pretending to bit my nails.

"Who's he?"Prod's dad asked nodding over to Prod.

"Um...this is Catt and her cousin Roc,he's the quarterback at school."

"Oh...and Catt."He grinned giving him the eye laughing like it was a inside joke clearly embarrassing his son.

"So son,what was that trick again?"he asked towards Roc.

Of course they started talkin' about football but luckily Prod pulled us away quickly.He brought me to a little building outside by the pool.

"It use to be a pool house but my mom created it as a studio."He smiled opening the door for me as I stepped in.
Their studio was pretty sweet like the size of my house.You could smell how fine the leather couches were,and see how extremely clear the glass window between us was.I was pretty new to the recording thing,so he gave me a quick run down making me nervous.I kept in the back of my mind it was just me and him but I've never fully had time with Prod.Just one on one,full time...

He even played his demo to a couple Drake songs giving me an example.

"How come your voice isn't out there."I smiled on the couch amazed.