English
English is important. Reading is important. Writing is important.
But not for me. Not when I have songs bouncing and dancing around in my head.The board read "Silent Reading" and it was till the end of the lesson. The last lesson of the week. I couldn't wait to run out of the doors and into Mr. Liken's office and hear if there was any chance in going.
I always got the thick books. I never read a page of them, I'd just open them at around the middle and flick the pages and make a beat. Classwork writing, forbidden songs, I loved the tension that it all built inside of me every time Mrs. Snow looked up at me. She gave the most pathetic evil stares.
RING RING RIIIIING.
The school bell sounds an I can finally escape this hell hole of a class room. I get up, push my chair in under the desk and shove everything into my bag before running out of the door and into his office."So.... Sir..." I said out of breath, god i was unfit. "Any... Any news?" I sit on my chair opposite him, just as normal.
He looks at me with a smile.
"Candy, take this slip." He hands me a slip. "This is your pass to Capitol Records." He said with a smile. I glared at the slip of paper in admiration and disbelief, this was real, this was happening."Oh My God! Thank you, Thank you, Thank you, thank you!" I say and flash him a smile.
"So there's Troye Sivan who's going to be recording his EP and you have permission to join that. And there's a band that's been signed with them, they'll be there for you to watch and learn from." He informs and I take note.
"Thank you so much Sir!" I was ecstatic, full of energy and thoughts that could burst out of my brain because it was choc a block full of them.
I grabbed my denim bag and raced out of the door, down the hall and through the main exit. I smelt the fresh air. It smelt of sherbet and honey and a destiny waiting for me on the horizon.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~After a weekend full of stuffing my face with pop corn and smarties, it was Monday. Today was the day.
I wore a short red flannel dress and a denim jacket paired with some random converse trainers. My hair was down and you could clearly see the blonde fade into a lilac purple. I could never choose between purple, blue and pink. They're all so in your face, a bit like me.
So i grabbed my keys, my iPod and headphones and my flippy phone, shoved 'em in my small purse and jumped out of the house and I head banged most of the walk to destiny, to Capitol Records.
I was ready for this, new beginnings and new adventures were about to unfold for me. Adrenaline was pumping through my veins as I walk up to the security woman, I show her my slip that Mr. Liken gave me. She told me to go to studio 9B6.
Life was about to change completely. I was so ready.Authors Note;
Okay I'm well aware of how boring, cheesey and predictable this chapter was but from here onwards Candy's life is literally about to flip 360 so yay?
Pretty sure 5sos are going to appear in the next chapter or so.
Imma say this now tho. I'm well aware it wouldn't be this easy to get work experience like this, im also really sorry bc i dont really know a lot about how studios like these work 😂 but its just a fanfic people- chill okay?
Lets be friends!
Okay love you Sugarpuffs 🍬
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