After about 3 hours of talking on the phone, my mother and the man on the phone, who's name happened to be John Johnson came to an agreement.
I would be flying out to LA for the summer to write at one of the Capitol Record studios. I was totally psyched, and even more so when my mom told me when I would be leaving.
"Two weeks. You're leaving in two weeks. Kara, are you sure you're okay with this? You're going to be alone in a hotel room for around 3 months. Not to mention you'll be taking plane rides alone!"
"Mom, I'll be fine. This is what I've always wanted! Plus, I'll call you like every other day."
This seemed to calm her down. After going over what I'd be doing a billion times, we got to the part of the conversation I had been less excited to discuss.
"Now Kara," my mom began, "you realize that this trip is going to be very expensive."
"Yes mom, but I'm going to be PAID. I am going to earn money, acquire currency, rake in the cash, ect."
My mom sighs, and I know what she's about to say.
"Kara, you can't rely on songwriting as a job yet! You could still go to college and be prepared to have a real job. That doesn't mean you can't still write! You could do both, that way your dad and I would know you were safe, financially of course."
I roll my eyes. Even when my dreams are all starting to come true, my mom still wants me to give it all up and go to college.
"Mom, I love you, but I'm going to follow my dreams. I know you want me to be safe, but I want to be happy. I'm going to go to LA, and I'm going to make music."
My mom nods her head, "I know, sweetie. I know." She pulls me into a hug, and I smile, everything was looking up.
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I am lying on my bed, trying to sleep. I have been trying for 4 hours now, but my heart is beating too quickly to relax. I take deep breaths, and try once again to process everything that happened today.
I'm going to be writing music. I am going to be writing music at the same studio as 5sos. I am possibly going to be writing WITH famous artists.
What if I write with 5sos?
I push that thought out of my mind, I have always tried not to get my hopes up for anything, life is so much more enjoyable that way. Still though, I can't help but get butterflies when thinking about the trip.
I shut my eyes tight, and finally fall asleep.
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Songwriter // Michael Clifford //
FanfictionKara {car-uh} had always wanted to be a poet or a songwriter, and she'd always loved 5sos. Somehow, she'd managed to get a job with their record label to help them write songs, and she had no idea what to expect.
