"CHARLOTTE!! GET YOUR ASS OUT OF BED RIGHT NOW!!"
urgh the joys of a human alarm and when i say a human alarm i mean my manager anna. turning over to read my clock '9;42' shit i need to be ready for ten!! literally jumping out of bed though tripping over the lead to my laptop i scurried to the bathroom, stripped down and hopped into the shower washing my hair in the process. i stood there for a while just letting my hair fall down my back and the scalding hot water smother me. remembering that i only have little time to get ready i got out and dried myself down and wrapping my towel around myself whilst walking over to my drawers. i put on my matching penguin underwear (becuase theyre awesome) and shuffled to my wardrobe to decide what to wear. slipping on a pair of light denim skinnies and a white floaty tank top then brushing my hair out leaving it to dry naturally i quickly applied little make-up. i looked at myself in the mirror just simply satisfied with how i look, my long, red wavy haired pushed to one side down my shoulder, i walked downstairs to the kitchen.
oh im sorry i havent fully introduced myself. im charlotte cassidy, 18 years old and at the moment living in l.a whilst i record my first album, though originally from holmes chapel, cheshire england. and yes if you havent guessed i am a singer haha. it was open mike night at my local pub and my best friend dared me to sing something and of coarse im always up for a dare. little did i know one of the guys in the pub was a manager of a record label over there on vacation and decided i was pretty good! pretty crazy right? he gave me his card and rang me the next day confirming some details and now here i am in the u.s.a recoring an album!
today was just another day at the studio, basic routine now i guess. help right some songs, record some songs then come home and chill till the next day. i grapped a banana before driving to the studio in my new audi tt i was given by the label.
"morning freddie!" freddie is my best friend over here who works in the building as some sort of technician for all the equiptment. i guess i got close to him becuase with him being only 20 he is the only one round here of similar age. i wont lie he is extremly good looking, he is tall and very toned in build with gorgeous blue eyes and dirty blond hair which always seems to be messed up but its soooo hot. i cant count the number of dreams i have had about him, some innocent but some not so innocent if you catch my drift, but he is currently dating this slut that works in a club down the road so i guess for now he can only stay my best friend until he comes to his senses and dumps the bitch.
"good morning to you to, robert is waiting for you through there."
"thanks love" i skipped into the recording room finding robert my boss waiting in on the sofa with unreadable expression as always. "heeyy"
" you have a lot of work to do today becuase i need this album finished in the next three days and we still need to record the last two songs and get you down to the photo shoot for the front cover."
"jeez a hello would have been enough." dont get me wrong i love singing and being a new celebrity but all these deadlines are starting to piss me off! i thought music was suppost to be relaxing, not having someone always on your back making sure you have done everything without giving you a break.
"oh sorry, hello, i guess im just getting stressed out becuase your my first real client and i want everything to go right, for you. i mean youve worked so hard i would hate something to go wrong now after you have put all this effort in so far."
"haha dont worry about it im sure everything will be fine."
after a few hours of recording, re-recording and editing i was done for the day. i said goodbye to robert and eddie as i left and headed for home. i turnef on the radio and turned the volume up to its loudest when my faviorite song 'heartbrake girl' by five seconds of summer and sang along whilst recieving some wierd glares from other drivers but i couldnt really care less. pulling up outside my temporary house i locked my car behind me and walked inside throwing my bag next to the door only to see that the post had come. there was the usuall stuff, bills, some fanmail, letters from family but then a one i didnt recognise. a large pink envolope with a stamp in the corner telling me it was from britain. and i hand written message on the back,
" hey babe, hope i see you soon." signed of with 'styles'
styles? that rings a bell. i think
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