Chapter One - Where It All Begin

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*beep beep*

My alarm goes off at 5:00am, i am doing my first T.V apparance today. Scared would be a understatment.

*1 year earlier*

In college

*buzz buzz*

"is that your phone layla?" Taylor asked me

"yeah i think so, whos ringing me?" i wisper back to Taylor

i put my hand up and interrupt Jackie who is giving a demo in ombre dying,

"what Layla?" Jackie asks, she is legit sick of my shit

"i need to pee?" i reply

"okay hurry up!" she sighs pointing towards the door

i ran off and picked up the phone soon as i got around the corner

"hello" i say down the phone

"Hello miss Watson, this is Darran from Capitol Records, me and my team have recantly been watching your youtube covers, would you be intersted in meeting one day next week, you are just what we are looking for" Darran said down the phone in his posh london accent.

i stayed silance for about 30 seconds when Darran questioned "excuse me miss Watson, are you there?"

"yeah i am sorry this is just a shock to me, and call me Layla. I'd be very intrested in meeting you or one of your team." i said trying to keep in my excitement.

"brilliant, well bring your guitar and ill email you to arrange something this week. One thing dont tell anyone exept you parents." he sterly said.

"okay thank you Darran!" i said then he hung up

omg! capitol records are intrested in me, a 17 year old from Newcastle WHAT!

i got back into class

"who was it then?" Taylor asked me

"oh just Freddy from work asking me to work an extra day this week" i smilled at taylor. I work in a guitar shop, it is the best job in the world.

*later that week*

I havent told my mam about this meeting, whats the point she wouldnt care. She doesnt even like me. She gave me up when i was 6, i lived with my dad until i was 8, he died and i had to go back to my mam who is an alcholic. Dont give me wrong she gives me anything i want because when dad died he left all his money to her, as they were off and on most of the time. I miss my dad every single day! When he died i turned to music as my mam would sit sniffing drugs and getting drunk all the time, i learnet guitar and i discovered i could sing. So today am going to meet Darran from Capitol Records and make my daddy proud!

I meet Darran at some offices, BBC Tyne And Wear which is not far from where i live, i walk in and show the snobby woman behind the desk my email and she takes me to the room where Darran is, i walk in and he smilles at me and walks towards me "hi Layla, am Darran lovely to meet you and this is my team" he points to a bunch of people sitting around oneside of a board room table. "take a seat and lets have a chat" he said then pointing to the seat at the other side of the table.

"so Layla tell us abit about yourself" he speaks up smiling

"okay well im Layla am 16 i work in a guitar shop and love music, thats it really" i smile feeling very shy

"what are your hobbies?" one of the people ask

"i love writing songs and being with my friends" i look at my hands

"do you have a boyfriend" another person asks

"no am single" i laugh

"okay stop the stupid questions" darran shouts "so Layla will you sing for us?" he smiles

"sure, how about prince of bell air?" i smile, they look at me really weird and nod

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=owQ17G6ze6I (this is how layla looks and sounds when she sings)

Once i had sung everyone had went quite then a suddenly a huge round of applause from the people in the meeting and people outside the room.

"omg Layla! that was amazing!! please come and work for us! we can have a few more meetings with the head of Capitol! and you are ours!" he smiles

*One year on*

I dragged my feel along the floor and into my kichen, i smilled at Jack and Jason my two house mates, they are both youtubers. I put the kettel on making a cup of tea and taking in the veiws of london out the kitchen window. I relise my first single in 3 weeks time so am going to this morning to promote it. If the single goes well then i will be relising an album later this year.

once i was ready me, Jack and Jason headed to ITV studios, i was shaking like a leaf. After this i have a writing session with 2 members of a band, Kyle my manager wont tell me who?

my song is called wait on me (imagine this is an song she wrote.) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=unU4TdbuBbY&list=PLq-fM1oq68XTQ_KzZo7cd0_gvGbA2TS3g

"so in the studio today we have i new artist who got discovered a year ago off youtube, so this is the amazing Layla Watson with her new single Wait On Me" phillp says into the camera, then all of a sudden all eyes were on me and the backing track starter playing.

*after the song was finished and the interveiw*

"omg Layla! you were brilliant!" Jack shouted jumping on me

"thank you! well i need to hurry i have that writing session with that band!" i say to Jack and Jason very exitedly

i hop into the car that came for us and head off to some studios on the outskirts of london, it seemed to take so long. I dont really want to go. I might tell the man to turn around; i have no inspration today, am just not in the mood. "excuse me, can you turn around, i dont want to go. i dont feel well" i say to the driver

"sorry miss but we are there now and you have to do it, ill be here in 4 hours to come back for you, good luck miss Watson" the driver said

"okay and just call me Layla" i smile to the man.

I walk inside and tell the woman at the desk and she takes me into a room where 2 boys are sat one with blond hair and the other with nearly black hair

they are both looking at something

i say thank you to the woman and they both turn around, OMG its 5 seconds of summer!

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