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I love LA #4

Savanna, Jaden and Cat have almost finished  they little trip in the Hollywood Arts. The only place that has left was the outdoor scene. Cat led them to it and when they were behind the scene, she pushed some button and suddenly the curtain went up showing big scene lighten by fuge amount of lights.
Cat: This is our main stage. You will have to give a concert here if you want to get to this school.
Savanna: Awesome!
Jaden looked at her like she had said the most weird thing ever.

Meanwhile Carly, Freddie and Sam were having a little pool party with pizza when suddenly Carly's phone rang.
Carly: Oh, right now?...Ok, we'll be there.
Sam: What happened?
Carly: They want us to fit the outfits for the gala.
Sam: Ok, I'll go for Savanna.
Carly: But she's not at home. She went to visit some school. It's called Hollywood Arts or something like that.
Sam: Hollywood Arts? Oh, I know where it is.
Freddie: Ok, then let's go.

Carly, Sam and Freddie came to the Hollywood Arts high school and started looking for Savanna. Finally, when they found her at the outdoor stage, Sam noticed someone who she has already known.
Sam: Cat?!
Cat: What are you doing here?
Freddie: Hey! Don't talk like this to her.
Cat: I'll be doing whatever I want, especially after everything that she did.
Sam: Oh, what I did? So maybe you wanna tell them the truth?!
Cat: Of course! And I will. So...it was about a year ago. Sam found out that her dad was arrested in Los Angels. We came there to visit him, because Sam wanted to meet her dad. We talked with him and he said that he was an owner of music company. Here in LA, so I asked him if he could help me to become a singer, but he said that he couldn't, because he will be able to go out only if he would pay 500 thousand dollars, so I asked Sam...
Sam: Wait...so you're not going to tell them what I found out on the internet?
Carly: What?
Sam: That this music label doesn't really care about the artists. They make them work as hard as possible, they pay them much less than they take for themselves and that's not all!
Cat: But it was my only chance! I could move to another label if I wanted to! But I just had to start my career somehow and now because of you, I've lost that chance.
Sam: Cat, you haven't lost anything except your mind. I'm sure that some day someone would notice you.
Cat: No, it was one on a million chance. I'll never get another one.
Suddenly some man came.
The man: Good morning! Mr. Jones said that you were supposed to be here. I'm Jeffrey Sparks and I'm a director of the Sparx records.
Savanna: Wait a minute...how did he know that I would be there?
Mr. Sparks: I don't  know. He just said that he suggested you to go there and as we can see, you listened to him
Savanna: I'm not listening to anyone. I did it for myself.
Mr. Sparks: Anyway, I want to as you guys something...would you like to sign a contract with our music label? I've heard you singing and I think that you could make a worldwide career! And I'm here to help you achieve that.
Cat: OMG, can I sign a contract too? Listen, I can sing!
Cat started singing.
Mr. Sparks: Ok, ok. You can.
Sam: No, Cat, no, just don't say it!
Cat: YAAAAAAY! YAY, YAY, YAAAY!
Sam: Oh no.
Mr. Sparks: But first we need to do the casting to check if you guys can really sing.
Sam: No, first we've got to see the contract! And we have to consult it with  a lawyer.
Mr. Sparks: Sure. We can go to the studio. You'll see it and then you'll read the contract.
Savanna: I would go, what do you think guys?
Carly: Sure. Why not?
Freddie: Well...ok.
Sam: Ughh...all right, but we're not signing anything today. We've got to consult it with a lawyer.
Mr. Sparks: Of course. Whatever you want.

They went to the studio. It looked very modern and luxurious.
Savanna *whispers*: Wow, it looks like they are very successful.
Carly *whispers*: Yes, do you see Sam? They know what they are doing.
Sam *whispers*: Ok, maybe the studio looks good, but it doesn't mean that we should be trusting them.
Mr. Sparks: So, what do you think about the studio?
Savanna: It's amazing.
Mr. Sparks: It has the newest equipment and it's designed specifically  for singing, so your voice could sound as good as possible.
Sam: Ok, it seems cool, but what about the contract?
Mr. Sparks: Right! Let's go to the conference room to see the contract.
Savanna: You see Sam? They're professionals.
Sam: I still have some doubts.
Savanna: Then stop it, because there is nothing suspicious here.
They went to the conference room and got the contract. They started reading.
Sam: Hey, but why did you write that the song that we sing are your own property?
Mr. Sparks: Don't worry, it's normal procedure to make us able to publish your songs and earn money from them, because obviously we have to make money too.
Sam: Yes, but still, if we wanted to quit, the songs will be still yours and that's not right! That's why we're not going to sign it.
Carly: Sam is right, let's go back home.
Savanna and Cat: But Carly...
Savanna: It's our only chance.
Sam: You're in LA, you'll have a lot of chances here!
Cat: No, I've been living here for so many years and Am I famous? No!
Savanna: Exactly!
Sam: You know what? Fo whatever you want, I don't care. We're leaving.
Carly, Freddie and Sam left the studio. Sam closed the doors loudly to show how frustrated she was.
Mr. Sparks: Oh wow, she was not in the mood today.
Savanna: Yeah, probably.
Mr. Sparks: But listen, if you guys want to sign the contract, you still can.
Savanna: But first I need a lawyer to read this. Unfortunately, I don't know any in LA.
Mr. Sparks: Oh, that's no problem, I know many lawyers, so I can call one.
Mr. Sparks called his friend who is a lawyer and he came to the studio, explained the contract to Savanna and Cat and everything seemed to be right, Cat signed  the contract, but Savanna still had some doubts.
Mr. Sparks: Why are you afraid? Don't you want to be a famous singer loved by millions of people?
Savanna was thinking about it for a while and then she decided to sign the contract.

Meanwhile Sam and Freddie were on a date at some Italian restaurant.
Sam: OMG, Italian kitchen is just like heaven. When we'll move together someday we will be eating only Italian food.
Freddie: Yeah, sure, but I there's something that we need to talk about.
Sam: What? Do you wanna break up or what?
Freddie: No, no. I just...I got an email...
Suddenly some waitress dropped spaghetti onto Sam's new dress.
The waitress: Oh, I'm so sorry. It's my first day and I'm still learning, so please forgive me.
Sam: Ughh...just be more careful next time. Freddie, let's go home, I need to change my clothes.
Freddie: Sure.
The waitress: Goodbye and thanks for understanding.

Meantime Spencer was at the bakery with Gibby chosing the wedding cake.
Gibby: Hey Spencer, look, they've got a cake with edible gold.
Spencer: But It's really expensive. It costs 5 thousand dollars.
Gibby: I know, but we could've taken it just for the degustation, we wouldn't choose it, but we could've tried it.
Spencer: This is actually a good idea.
The baker: Good morning, how can I help you?
Spencer: I'm looking for a weeding cake.
The baker: All right and what tastes are you interested in?
Spencer: Well, I think it would be chocolate or vanilla or strawberry or this one with edible gold.
The baker: Sure. Do you want me to prepare them for degustation?
Spencer: Yes of course. I mean, how could I give my guests a cake that doesn't taste good, Am I right Gibby?
Gibby: Yes, of course. That's why we have to try them very carefully.
The baker: Yes, I'll prepare them.
The baker bringed four cakes and two plates. He started cutting pieces of each cake and put them on the plates. Suddenly phone rang.
The baker: I'm sorry, I'll go to pick up the phone and I'll be back soon.
Spencer: Oh, it's ok, don't worry.
They ate the cake with edible gold and they fell in love with it.
Spencer: Wow, it's the best thing I've ever ate!
Gibby: Yes. I would love to it more of it. Hey, he's gone, so we can take some more.
Spencer: Ok, but not too much. Spencer took a knife and started cutting the cake carefully.
Gibby: Hey! He's coming!
Spencer got scared so much that he accidentally...dropped the cake at the floor.