Jump into the lives of five young men who have five different, rough life stories. All of them are musically inclined in different ways and not afraid to let you know it.
But Luckily, just luckily...
they run into someone who will change their liv...
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4:30 p.m. Residence Palace _____________
Slowly but surely, all the guys started to show up to Sage Rough's place of residence.
Cookie parked her truck on the outskirts of the long, extravagant driveway as her and Bryan stared in silence for a moment. They had a time trying to find it but couldn't really figure out if this was actually Sage Rough's house they were looking at. But indeed it was. It was a mansion. The biggest house the two of them had ever laid eyes on.
"Wow, this is niceeeeee." Cookie dragged.
"It is." Bryan's eyes lit up in a amazement. "Maybe one day.. I can buy us one," he said, not even thinking about what he said. Then he caught on. He looked back at Cookie swiftly. "I mean, us... separate. I gotta pay you back someway." He said nervously with a half smile as Cookie blushed.
"You should get going." She told him while smiling.
"You're right. I gotta long walk ahead of me."
Bryan got out of the car and walked down the long driveway. He studied everything: the grass, flowers, the few trees that were out, the leaves, lights, lawn decorations--everything. Amazement turned into an understatement, quickly.
He stood in front of the door to the house, still in shock. He raised his hand to ring the doorbell. It rang loud and startled him a little but he tried not to show it.
The camera that was hooked up above the door, which Bryan didn't notice, was on. Sage could see him from her office. She could also open the door from there. The door opened on its own and he walked inside, kinda creeped out. He just followed the small hallway until he came to a sitting area where he sat and waited since he couldn't go any further.
Guess I'm too early, he thought. But that's okay.
4:36 p.m.
Next was Kelly. He was determined to be on time and do right. He pulled up to the gates of the house and pressed his brakes. "Is this it?" He said aloud. "Got to be." He wasn't sure about where to park Eric's beat up pick up truck so he looked around for somewhere he thought it would be safe. He got out and locked the doors manually. There were no windows, so there wasn't a reason to lock the doors. Kelly simply just did what his friend told him.
He walked up to the opened gates and walked down the long driveway. He liked the scene. It was a really nice place to have an extravagant mansion built. What was she doing with all of this house? He thought.
Enough of that, he looked at the door he was standing in front of. It was big and made of metal. It was embroidered with designs of things he couldn't make out. He ran his hand over it and surprisingly to him, the door opened. Sage caught him wasting time and decided to speed up the process.
