Put it in a song

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

I’m just ordinary girl, doing things that she love the most – sing. But of course, not just singing, I want to be someone’s idol, someone’s inspiration. One night, my mom told me that I could be who I want to be if I work hard. I can aim the star even if I may not be able to reach it, it will lead me to my destiny. That night I promise her that I’ll be someone who she can be proud of. And today, I’m half way there. To make her proud.

*song*

Let’s forget about the world,

Let’s just stay here tonight,

You and I….

“Perfect!! Great job Cara!!”

“Thanks Rory.”

I took off the headphones and went out from the recording studio. Laila, my helper or should I say my secretary came with a large size mocha.

“thanks Laila”

“You were amazing! Just like always.”

“Indeed she is!! Good work Cara! I’m impress on how you can write such lovely song in just a week.”

“She wrote it in just 2 days sir.”

Both Laila and Rory compliment me. I just smile and thanked them.

“What’s wrong Cara? Are you not feeling good?”

Laila asked with concern tone. She’s just the sweetest girl that has been nice to me, the only girl I must say. Maybe it was because she works for me. I wonder.

I shook my head and smile as I sip my drink. Rory place his hand on my forehead just to make sure I’m not sick. I back away a bit and shook my head.

“I’m fine Rory, Laila. I’m just tired. That’s all.

“Well, I guess we should drive you back home now.”

“Yeah, you go ahead and rest. I’ll do the rest here. And when the music is done, I’ll call you. Alright?”

I just nod and gave him a hug. Laila and I walk out the studio and went to the car. Stan my personal driver slash my security were waiting for me at the car.

“How was it?”

He ask as he opens the door for me. I smile at him.

“It was fun! But I’m tired so..”

He just smile and gesture his hand telling me to get in the car. Laila doesn’t follow us back, she never does actually. She’s just working part time and in order to keep my privacy she can’t follow me back nor my phone number. If she were need to find me she have to call Stan or my manager Stella.

“I’ll see you tomorrow Laila?”

“See you tomorrow, Cara.”

“Good luck for your exam honey.”

She nod and I got in the car. I wave to her as Stan close the door. When Stan got in to the driver seat, I’ve asked him a favor. A favor that isn’t new to him.

“Stan..”

“The usual place.”

I just nod and start spacing out as I look outside the window.

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“Cara.. Ca-ra-Mia?”

I looked up at him as he looked at me. We both laughed.