Sing To Me(im5 fan fiction)

Chapter 2- Meeting

--Faith--

I got home from school and grabbed an apple and a granola bar from the kitchen. I headed to my bedroom and pulled out my sketchpad. I pulled up my blinds and began sketching. I looked out the window and saw the neighbors' Japanese cherry blossom beginning to bud. I pulled out my Prismacolor colored pencils and let my hand run free.

After a few hours, I was finally satisfied with the outcome of the drawing, so I got up, went to my bed and laid my head on the pillows, and drifted to sleep.

--2 HOURS LATER--

I woke up to a slight vibration on my bed. I groggily picked up the phone, and rubbed my eyes.

"Hello?"

"Faith Winters?"

"Speaking."

"This is Cole Pendery. We saw your audition tape."

I instantly felt more awake. I shot off my bed and started pacing with the phone to my ear.

"Yes. Did you like it?"

"Yes. We have chosen you to tour with us. Congratulations. We will come to your hometown and meet with you next week. See you soon."

"Yeah. See you!" I said, as he hung up the phone.

I waited to be sure the phone was hung up, then started freaking out and fan-girling. I jumped up and down and started squealing. I stopped instantly when my mom came into my room.

"Faith, what are you doing?" She asked, kind of annoyed.

"Well, remember that singing contest I entered last week?"

"Yes. You haven't stopped talking about it since then."

"Well, I won!"

She instantly ran to me and hugged me. She released me then grabbed my hand and we started screaming and jumping up and down together. My mom is the kind of mom that will act like a 16 year old at certain times. Times like this.

"Congratulations honey! What exactly did you win?!"

"I get to tour with them starting next week!" I said, still freaking out.

Her smile instantly dropped, and she looked kind of worried.

"What's wrong mom? I thought you were happy for me?"

"I am, but your only 16. Going on tour during the school year is going to seriously affect your education."

"Mom. I have to go on tour. This could be my big break."

"But what if it's not? What if as soon as its over, you have to come back here, and repeat several grades. I'm not sure it wold benefit you education."

"Mom! That's not fair, you know how important this is to me!" I half-yelled. This was so important to me. "The band is coming here next week. You can talk to their manager about education then."

"Ok, but If it doesn't meet my standards, then you're not going."

"Mom!"

"That's the rule." She said, before leaving me in my room.

"This is so unfair." I whispered to myself before flopping onto my bed. At that exact second my kitten, Sly, hopped onto my bed. He is a shorthair American kitten. He is 6 months old. He laid next to me, and I stroked his head. He purred, and soon fell asleep. I smiled at the small kitten and drifted to sleep.

--2 WEEKS LATER--

--Cole--

I sat in the car, headphones in, waiting to get to her house.