DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the songs in this story. i just own the characters and plot.
p.s. i do not like miley cyrus and am not a fan of her... i just thought the song would go good in the story.... you'll see what i mean later....
enjoy!
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A week after the big fiasco at the restaurant, I entered into the lobby of the recording studio at 8:30 extremely tired. With recording, singing lessons, and other training I barely had time to sleep. My tiredness seemed to put me in a daze since I didn’t hear the person calling my name.
“Jessica? Jessica? JESSICA!!!”
“Huh? Oh! Hi Mr. Collins!” I said a little confused and slightly embarrassed of me spacing out. I haven’t noticed how tired he looked until I saw the dark circles under his eyes and a slight frown on his face.
“I was just telling you that Danny and Tyler have a new song for you to record that will go on your demo. After you finish that, they will tell you what to do from there.” He said with a little annoyance in his voice before he let out a huge sigh.
“Cool. Are they already in there now?” I seemed to be more awake since he kind of yelled in my ear earlier.
“Yes, I will see you later.” And with that he left.
“See you.” I muttered.
I’m really starting to worry about that guy… Wonder what’s up with him.
As I was walking into the studio, I tried to get the image of Mr. Collins out of my mind.
“Hey Jess, are you ready to start?” Danny asked with a huge smile on his face, leaning back in his chair. He was strangely chipper than usual. It amazed me how these two guys already became like brothers to me after knowing them for just a week.
“Yea… Why are you so happy?” I questioned with a hint curiosity as a slight smile was making its way on my face.
“He probably got laid last night.” Tyler joked while adjusting the sound equipment. I couldn’t help but giggle at his comment.
“No!... well yea, but that’s not why I’m happy.”
“Eww! Dude! I do not need to know about your sex life!” I exclaimed still laughing while making my way to the recording booth. Once I was inside of the booth, I noticed a new song next to the microphone.
Danny was beginning to tell Tyler and me about his crazy weekend, but I spaced out for the second time today as I read the title of the new song.
The Climb?
I snapped back out of my daze as I heard a part of Danny’s story.
“Then I went to a club with my friends and this fat chick was grinding on me-“
“Dude! What did I say?!” My face filled with horror as Tyler burst out laughing.
“Hey! You’re the one who wanted to know the story!” He smiled into the microphone.
“Whatever, is this the new song Mr. Collins was telling me about?” I questioned as I raised the sheets of paper with the lyrics. Once Tyler’s laughter had finally died down, he gave me an answer.
“Yeah, we made it last Friday and decided to let you record it today.”
“Oohh, that’s what you were writing before I left!”
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