It had been three days since we had found out. Scarlett had learned most of the songs, and I was learning how to play with her. She had a unique voice and you had to use it just right. Soon I was singing with her, and playing my guitar.
"There is something placed on my face,
holding, you hand it yourself, you feel into my very fabric, the very lace
that makes up myself." I sang the first verse, angry and and slightly upset sounding.
"I sit in a mirror, looking at you, looking at me.
I am you and you are me, but I don't want, I don't want to
be you. I don't want to smash a plate in your face. I want get away and put you in your place!" Scarlett sang out the chorus, faster than the verse.
"There is something to be said for a quiet room, a solid quiet room. It's called a jail cell,
and its where I woulda put ya if I had the guts. But I'm a fucking coward, and your a fucking shit.
I hear the creak of the door open and lock my room door. You are NOT going to take it out on me tonight." I sing this verse out angry and yelling.
Scarlett sings the chorus twice. I finish with the last verse.
"But me and you, we are through. You hit me one last time in your drunken rage, at my age-
I can get out. And I did, Dad, I did."
"Sounds great Scarlett. I think we're ready.
We spent the morning before getting ready. Scarlett wore tight leather shorts, and a cropped t-shirt with a floral print on it. She wore heeled sandals. I put on a pair of black tight skinny jeans, a red blazer with a white dress shirt, and a black bow tie. I looked Brendon Urie in the I Write Sins Not Tragedies, video- minus the eyeliner.
I met Scarlett at the door, and we got in the black sedan they sent for us, I had my guitar and I was dying of heat stroke, and we soon got to the studio. Carrey was there and so was a producer, and so was Brendon Urie.
"Brendon is here because we are giving him an imprint of the label, and he may sign you guys to it." Carrey and Brendon nodded.
"Now play for us!" Brendon sipped on a beer during our "set," I couldn't gauge his reaction, but everyone else seemed to enjoy it. We went through the ten songs and the cover. We got claps at the end.
"You guys won me over, we're signing you." Brendon said.
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