America's Princess (Random Updates)

Chapter 31

"Do you want some help? Victor asked as he looked up from his laptop. Olivia had been playing around on the piano for about an hour now.

"Hmm?" she asked without looking up as she played the same tune yet again. "No, just trying something out but thanks." She hit a few more notes before gasping, "AVA!"

"Here you go," she said as she rushed into the room with the notepad and pencil.

"This is my..." she mumbled to herself as she started writing furiously.

"And here we go," Ava smirked proudly as she took the notepad from beside Kota, ripped off the page he had written something on and sat the pad next to Olivia with the pen he was using.

"Hey, I was using that," Kota protested.

"Get another one," she shrugged, "she's creating a masterpiece and needs it."

"How do you—"

"No," Olivia grumbled as she ripped the paper, crumbled it, and tossed it over her shoulder before going back to writing.

"See?" Ava smirked. "But trust me, when she gets it, it's going to be a hit."

"Olivia?" Victor asked but she just kept on writing.

"She's lost to her words," Ava smirked as she typed on her tablet, "you aren't going to get through for eh..." she glanced at her phone, "at least the next three or four hours."

"And how would that work when she was working?" Axel asked.

"Any free time she had she would write and many, and I mean many, late nights in her room," Ava shrugged, "or she would text or tell me, and I would write them down so she wouldn't lose them. But I have a very good feeling that won't be an issue here." She looked at them and the three Russians leaning against the wall, "or am I wrong?"

"Nyet," Raven shook his head, "she write long she want."

"That's what I thought," she smiled proudly as she plopped down on the floor next to the piano bench.

"What doing?" Lev asked.

"Ordering more things, she will need since she isn't going to have any restrictions on her inspiration," she shrugged, "and making a list of things I need to grab from her room before I go up there."

"No, no, no," Olivia frowned as she crumbled up another paper. Ava reached forward, grabbed it and tossed it into the trash can before moving the can over to where the wadded-up pieces of paper were before she picked them up. "Big waves...single word..."

"Interesting," Ava smiled as she pulled open a bag of jolly ranchers and unwrapped a watermelon flavored one. "Open," she said as she held it out to Olivia's mouth. She placed another one next to the pen then held out the water bottle. "Drink."

Olivia pushed it away, so Ava sat it on the coaster next to the table by Kota. "What about lunch?" Marc asked as he worked on the grocery list in his hand.

"I will try but I can't make any promises," Ava shrugged as pulled her hair up into a ponytail. "Sometimes she can break away and eat without losing her trail of thought but if she is too focused, she will just eat later. It will just depend."

"Ava, I got it!" Olivia beamed with excitement as she burst into Ava's room and jumped on her bed. "I got it!"

"What?" Ava asked as she sat up and yawned, "Boss, it's two in the morning."

"I know but I got it! Come! Listen! Come!" She giggled as she half pulled her out of bed.

"Alright, alright," Ava chuckled as she yawned again. "Let's hear the next masterpiece."

"I need a recording studio but listen!"

Olivia sat down in front of the piano and giggled before clearing her throat. She hit a few notes on the piano then started singing (Fight Song by Rachel Platten):

Like a small boat
On the ocean
Sending big waves
Into motion
Like how a single word
Can make a heart open
I might only have one match
But I can make an explosion

And all those things I didn't say
Wrecking balls inside my brain
I will scream them loud tonight
Can you hear my voice this time?

This is my fight song
Take back my life song
Prove I'm alright song
My power's turned on
Starting right now I'll be strong
I'll play my fight song
And I don't really care if nobody else believes
'Cause I've still got a lot of fight left in me

Losing friends and I'm chasing sleep
Everybody's worried about me
In too deep
Say I'm in too deep (in too deep)
And it's been two years I miss my home
But there's a fire burning in my bones
Still believe
Yeah, I still believe

And all those things I didn't say
Wrecking balls inside my brain
I will scream them loud tonight
Can you hear my voice this time?

This is my fight song
Take back my life song
Prove I'm alright song
My power's turned on
Starting right now I'll be strong
I'll play my fight song
And I don't really care if nobody else believes
'Cause I've still got a lot of fight left in me

A lot of fight left in me

Like a small boat
On the ocean
Sending big waves
Into motion
Like how a single word
Can make a heart open
I might only have one match
But I can make an explosion

This is my fight song
Take back my life song
Prove I'm alright song
My power's turned on
Starting right now I'll be strong (I'll be strong)
I'll play my fight song
And I don't really care if nobody else believes
'Cause I've still got a lot of fight left in me

Know I've still got a lot of fight left in me

"Fucking masterpiece!" Ava smiled with pride. "I knew it."

"You think?" Olivia asked nervously. Ava nodded so Olivia smiled, "Alright, I want to focus on this before we start making the video for Into You."

"Yeah," Ava nodded, "This is more about healing and then Into You will be even better afterwards because it will show you healed and ready for love again."

"Okay yeah," Olivia nodded. "You really think this will okay?"

"Definitely," Ava nodded. "The fans are going to flip for this."

"Hope so."

"I know so," Ava smiled. "They are going to love it."

"Okay," Olivia smiled, "now to find a recording studio."

"Nyet."

"Shit," both girls gasped as they looked up to see the once empty room now filled.

"Ummmm...I finished my song?" Olivia smiled sheepishly.

"Good girl but bed now."

"But Yevgeny..."

"Bed...Now..."

Vlad nodded, "Da. Bed now."

Both girls sighed but started walking toward them, "fine..."