I had to admit when Luke said food I didn't expect to go to the sweet restaurant down the street.
But hey I wasn't gonna complain.
I couldn't complain that Ashton and Calum came too. They were a band, they probably went everywhere together.
I mean apart from Michael, God knows what's up with that guy. But I mean his hair is pink what was I meant to think? That he wasn't insane.
"Candy." Calum says.
"Mmm?" I respond taking out a wine gum from my bowl of sweets - we all ordered one each.
"Why are you even here?" Luke says, sitting next to me, clearly finishing Calum's sentence and Ashton obviously was thinking the same thing. I can basically feel the ramble come up to my mouth, like sick after you've eaten too many sweets.
"Well basically I'm absolutely in love with music like nothing in the entire world could help me more than music has, no person or anyone just music. Anyways my favourite teacher of all time, Mr Liken by the ways, asked me what I wanted to do for work experience so I was like 'to be fair Sir, i just wannna do music' because like as I just said music is literally the one thing I can't love without. So he said he had connections with Capitol and stuff so I was like sweet okay can u see what you can do? And he was like okay dokey. And long story short he got me the job and yeah here I am."
The guys were all taken back by how much I just spoke, I suppose they've got a lot to get used to with me.
"Oh right, so your still in school?" Ashton asks.
"Yeah yeah.Grade Twelve if you must know. It's boring as anything like the last lesson I had was English and all I did was Silent Reading, well not reading I'm not really about that life. Can we leave yet because I've finished my sweets and my head kinda hurts."
"Maybe you should talk a bit less then." A pale boy with pink hair groans - Michael. He just walked into the restaurant. "Guys we need to finish recording Lost Boy." He tells them, then makes eye contact with me. "You can come too, if you must." Why is he being such an asshole?
"Don't let him get to you." Luke whispers while scooting out of the booth. I do the same and follow the three.
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Personally I think the Bass Guitar should have been ramped up a level, but Feldy knew what he was doing.
"We should have more of that melody, the one Mike was playing." He says. I'm sat next to him by the desk and it's only Michael by the Mic, and of course his guitar.
"Yes! Then maybe we should like tone everything else down so that the focus is more on the melody for once."
"Yes! She's got it Feldy that's what we were missing! Thats it!" Calum shouts from the couch behind us.
"Congrats blondie." Michael snarls at the mic, yes he was being a dipshit yet again.
"Good work Candy, you might just be a natural." John said and then fiddled a little with the desk so that Mike could have his solo.
I watched him play, it was a beautiful thing to watch, just him and his guitar. Doing his own thing was something he's been doing a lot all day, and I don't blame him for wanting to get away from me. I didn't get Michael at all. When I met him at first he seemed smiley and chirpy and like you'd go to him to have a good time or to cheer you up. Then suddenly he decides to insult me and block my positive vibes out. Needless to say i was offended.
"That sounded awesome! Lets finish this shit."
Feldy's voice snaps me out of my daze. And when I say daze i might mean I was staring at Michael- it looks like he's got an eyebrow piercing? I wasn't like creepy, all eyes wide open, face forward staring. Just looking, admiring. What am I saying? He's a lil shit and I want nothing to do with him.
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John left a few minutes ago and the boys are all on floor 13. Apparently they have buffets up there sometimes.
So now I'm left with some time to myself, some time to write some music. Time to getaway from all the fuss of the boys; Mainly Michael.
The truth was I loved music and I loved writing and recording and just simply watching with the boys but there was nothing like having some alone time with me and sound, with music. Being Alive.
I loved how the room was so shut off from everything. You have to leave the studio and go to the other side of the floor to get any wifi connection. This was officially my favourite place, even though I should be bored given all the time I spend in here.
I strummed a few strings on the acoustic guitar and closed my eyes. I felt the music come to life, i felt the music feel me and bring me to life.
I just hummed, which turned into a cute little "ohhhh ohhhh ohhh". I thought it'd make a nice intro to a song one day. Crazy Candy the song writer - still just a dream to me. I noted everything down anyway and put down the guitar.
I opened the door and was greeted by Luke who kindly offered to take me home (like the 1D album) and I accepted his offer. We drove through some streets of the now darker twilight LA listening to All Time Low and such like. And it finally hit me.
"Luke?"
"Ye?"
"This is a dream come true."
And I say it so calmly but its true, it is. And I hop out of the car and walk into the house and flop onto my bed. Ready for what tomorrow will bring.
Authors Note;
This chapter was all over the place.
So yeah Michael's a dick and I don't think Candy appreciates it tbh. The story will evolve into an actual story from here and out.
That is all
Love you Sugarpuffs🍬
