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Chapter 11

The next morning I woke up bright and early. Giving me enough time to competely destroy my closet just in time for me to decide that I had nothing to wear. Olly had come in to bring me breakfast, and almost dropped it when he ducked to doge a shoe that unknowingly went flying at his face.

"Watch where you're throwing those things Abby. You could have killed me." Olly scolded.

"Sorry Olly. I just have no idea what I should wear today. I mean should I wear something businessey or should I go for like my more signature look to show off how I would dress on stage or what!?" I was seconds away from a full scale meltdown when my big brother came to my rescue.

"Well I'm pretty sure you love dressing up and being girly so just do that." Olly suggested as he started digging through the massive piles of clothes, shoes, and assorted accessories. "How about this he suggested, holding up a cream colored top with navy blue polka dots with a matching navy blue skirt and a light brown bow belt.

"Perfect Olly! You're really good at this but then again you dress preppy on your tours so I guess you would be."

"Anything to help you sign with my label!" he called as he left me to finish getting ready.

After Olly helped with my outfit the rest of my morning was a breeze. I had my hair curled in no time flat and once my makeup was done I was on my way to the offices of Epic Records. Once there I went in to meet with a man by the name of Nick Raphael.

"You must be the Miss Abigail I have heard so much about. Your video is certainly a topic of interest around here."

"Well thank you sir. It's good to know that my music can stir up some conversation."

"Oh it certainly has, now do you have anything prepared for today?"

"I'm sorry, what?" I was slightly puzzled.

"Do you have anything prepared to play for me today? Your video was phenominal, but I simply must hear you in person before we discuss the possibility of you joining us here." he clarified.

"Oh, of course I do." I lied "Do you have a piano anywhere?"

"Of course. Right this way." Mr Raphael got up from his seat and began walking away so I followed him into a recording booth where I sat down and began testing the keys to stall while I tried to think of a song to play. "Ready when you are Miss Abigail. You don't have to play an entire song just the first verse and chorus will do." I nodded my head and a song just came to me so I went along with it and began to play and add vocals.

When I see your smile

Tears roll down my face I can't replace

And now that I'm strong I have figured out

How this world turns cold and it breaks through my soul

And I know I'll find deep inside me I can be the one

I will never let you fall

I'll stand up with you forever

I'll be there for you through it all 

Even if saving you sends me to heaven

It's okay. It's okay. It's okay.

Seasons are changing

And waves are crashing

And stars are falling all for us

Days grow longer and nights grow shorter

I can show you I'll be the one

"Thank you Abigail. That is enough for today. Now let's go back to my office and discuss the possibility of you signing with us here." Once we were both seated, he behind his large desk and me in a large, plush chair, the business talk began. "Abigail, I believe that you will go far in this industry and if you chose to sign with us we would begin promotion for you immediately. You would start out as an opener for one of our larger names and you would probably only cover songs, but during your tour we would have you working on your very first album. The possibilities are endless for you young lady. It would be our pleasure to be the ones who helped guide your way."