The Band And The Busker (All Time Low/Alex Gaskarth) *COMPLETED*

Sing To Me

Chapter Nine: Sing To Me

1 WEEK LATER

KARA

Thanks to Alex and Jack, we had managed to get a small recording space to put our demo together. It was exciting to be in a real studio environment if you got signed, this would be part of your everyday life. Now you were happy you never gave into your parents' pressure to give up on your dream.

'Kara, can I just thank you for introducing me to music that focuses on keyboard and synth,' Johnny shakes my hand vigorously while grinning like an overexcited child who'd been given the best gift by his parents.

'No problem, I'm happy that you hopefully found some inspiration.'

Johnny walks off to talk with Dylan. Ben and Harry come up to me next; I wasn't even being let in the room before everyone was on top of me.

'Harry and I want to experiment with the screams and growls in some of the songs if that's okay Kara. One of us might be stronger than the other, and we only want to take the best to the label.'

I nod, 'sure thing. I think this whole session is going to be one big experiment to see what works and what doesn't.'

Pushing past the two guitar players, I notice Max is nowhere in sight. She wasn't not going to show up; she wasn't going to ruin her chance at being signed to a label over something as petty as a few songs.

'So Kara, I have a question about your voice. Can you do some operatic vocals?'

Dylan throws an arm around my shoulder. I smile at my new friend and nod.

'Yeah I can, I was classically trained and forced into the choir by my parents. Where's Max by the way?'

Dylan sighs dramatically and rolls her eyes, 'she is here but sulking over the songs. I think she did some research and understands what we want the sound to be. But she wants the more rock orientated songs to come out on top so she can tell you 'I told you so'.'

Of course, that's how Max was acting. It really shouldn't surprise any of us anymore.

'Hi Kara, are you guys ready to make some music?'

Max waltzes into the room all smiles, happiness, and rainbows. Who was this person? And what had they done with the bitter Max? I wave, unable to form a sentence too shocked by her drastic change in mood.

'Let's get this show on the road guys. Come on, Kara sing for me.'

Max pats my shoulder before walking into the open space where all the instruments were. The rest of us watch as she picks up her guitar and starts to tune it like nothing was wrong.

'Something's wrong with this picture, and I don't like it,' Johnny clicks his fingers next to me before following after Max to set up his keyboard.

The rest of us file in a few minutes later after the shock had worn off to prepare. I head into the booth with the microphone and put on the headphones feeling like a professional.

'We'll start with Familiar Taste Of Poison, Bet U Wish U Had Me Back and Love/Hate Heartbreak.'

Everyone agrees.

Familiar Taste Of Poison (Halestorm)

Drink the wine,
My darling you said
Take your time,
And consume all of it
Let the roses,
Only to drain my inspiration
The promises,
Was born before they left your lips

I breathe you in again
Just to feel you
Underneath my skin,
Holding on to
The sweet escape,
Is always laced with a
Familiar taste,
Of poison