After The documentary

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(Tara's POV)

I woke up in my room. But wait... this wasn't my room it was a studio. It was somehow familiar. As things got clearer,  I noticed that there were other people with me. I rubbed my eyes so my eyesight could get clearer. I was sitting in a chair. The others were looking at me.

-What,what?

I asked in confusion, still trying to figure out where I was. I took a deep breath and it hit me. In front of me were people I knew. Kyra, Dan, Phil and John. I exploded with fear and pushed myself back in the chair.

-Oh my god!

My face was frozen

-What is it Tara? We're trying to plan our next album here.

Said Avery.

-Sickpose...

I whispered to myself.

-Tara you're not making any sense!

Said John. I sat up straight in the chair trying to calm down.

-OK , ok , sorry.

I said calmly. I looked up at all the posters of Sickpose's past album. Was I really part of them now?

-Tara what should we call our new album?

Asked Dan as everyone looked at me ready to receive my answer.

-Uh, I really don't know right now. I need to take a break.

I replied. I stood up and brushed off my pants. I headed for the door and left the four others in The studio. I opened the door which shut behind me. I found myself pacing in the hallway. What the hell was happening? What should I do? After 15 minutes, I opened the studio door and headed back in to find all four members staring. Confused, I held up my hand to my head. The others looked worried.

-Guys I'm just not feeling well

I told them. Kyra stood up holding up a helping hand.

-Ok, you better go home and get some rest.

She put her arm on my back and looked at me assuringly.

-We know you've been feeling down lately, so you can have tomorrow off but that's it.

Said Kyra as she guided me to the door. I looked back for a moment and saw Dan rolling his eyes.

-uh, ok

I replied not really knowing what to say, getting out of the studio was easier than I thought it would be. I put my hand on the door handle and Kyra signalled good bye and so did John and Phil. I opened the door and entered the hallway once again. I let out a big sigh.
I could already hear the four members arguing on the other side of the shut door.

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