Something Great

Chapter 2

Strax's Meet the Member: To the Stars

Ava Beaumont

Middle Name: Grace

Favorite Food: Peaches, Spaghetti

Favorite Band: Blink-182

Musical History: I was always playing with pots and pans at a young age. I learned to play piano and started singing when I was about 5. One day I decided I didn't give a f*ck and wanted to be a drummer.

Boys: I really like guys who can make me laugh, but can also be serious when it's necessary.

Turn Ons: Oh, God! Hands, eyes, a cute laugh, good taste in music, glasses, dimples, uhmmm if they smell good. Tall. I like tall boys.

Ralley Daniels

Middle Name: Marilyn (like Monroe)

Favorite Food: Pasta, Pineapple, Potatoes. Anything that starts with a P haha.

Favorite Band: The Killers

Musical History: Music became a really big thing for me when I was about 13. When I figured out I wasn't the best vocalist, I learned how to play guitar. Karoline's actually been teaching me to play bass, as well.

Boys: If you can't make me laugh, it's not gonna work. I'm sorry.

Turn Ons: Good smells. When they do that thing where they scratch the back of their neck. Wearing beanies is pretty cute. Tattoos. If I like a guy, anything he does can turn me on, oops.

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"I thought you said the studio was downtown," Ava asked Ralley in her whiny voice.

"That's what Marie told me," Ralley answered dully, scrolling through her indirects on Twitter.

"Well, it's taking really fucking long to get downtown."

Ralley sighed. They'd been driving for what seemed like at least an hour, which was ridiculous if they were just going downtown even considering Sydney's traffic. She glanced out the window.

"Looks like we're on the highway."

"Aren't highways supposed to get you places faster?

"Marie said it was Australian themed; maybe they're taking us to the Outback?"

"We better not being going to the fucking Outback," Ava cursed, pressing a button to bring down the privacy screen.

"How much longer have we got," she asked the driver politely.

"About seven minutes, Miss," he replied.

Ava thanked him before putting the screen back up. She always felt uncomfortable speaking with the people who were working for her. She thought they were constantly judging her.

Thankfully, their driver was telling the truth, and Ava and Ralley hopped out of their limo seven minutes later at a large geometric building that had a whole block to itself. Churchill & Wickham was spelled out above twenty-five stories of windows in bright white letters.

"I've never heard of Churchill & Wickham," Ralley thought aloud before opening a heavy glass door to the lobby.

"Neither have I," Ava murmured, accustomed to the way sound traveled in these sorts of buildings. They were always dead silent, and your words would echo through the whole floor if you weren't quiet.

"Beaumont and Daniels. We have a two thirty appointment, I believe," Ralley told the fashionable, middle-aged woman sitting at the front desk. She typed hurriedly and loudly as all secretaries did, probably just to make it known that they did, in fact, work.