Day One P2

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*we ordered some fries and talk about how his or my career was started and I found some new things about him, things they no one's know. After about 50 minutes he convinced me to sing with him  ,, I wanna be your slave"  so I did it in front of everyone. It was amazing because his voice was awesome, and it's not comparable with mine."

D: You sang very awesome!

Me: You too!

D:wait, I revived a message, vic need me home, I need to go, see you at the label!

Me:bye? *in my mind:there was no message, maybe I sang very bad. The label will not choose me! I will go home! *

(next day I've got a message from label who said that I haven't got accepted in the concert, and damiano didn't text me back since last night when I texted him,ill go at the label to see him, maybe he can tell me more about last night)

(I got to the label and he wasn't there so in the road back home I have got into a car accident. I woke up in the hospital with a really bad sore throat. A doctor came in my cabinet)

Doctor: I am glad you woke up. You get into a car accident and I am so sorry but you lost your voice for a few months, belongs to 1-6. At the singers is not take so long, and you are so lucky, but to play with very thin and high sounds, it will hurt after you get your voice back for another 3-4 months. Umm your phone is here, you received some messages

Me:*takes the phone*

Messages:
From mom, dad : "are you OK?"
From some apps, just nothing
From label: Dear Rebeca, we are made a mistake sending you the email, which we had to send to "x", you have got accepted in the concert. The concert will be in 6 weeks!.
From damiano : "are you OK!? You did not write to me"

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