heroes → corbyn besson

0 | prologue

i tried to sail the world but i couldn't stand on my two feet.

i groan as i crumple the paper and threw it on the ground where the floor was covered in failed lyrics. I put my head into my hands and sighed. my blonde hair covers my face as i think to myself.

"the lyric doesn't even make sense."

as a seventeen year old struggling songwriter i go through this twenty four seven. my window seat is the best spot for me to write my songs.

i look outside to see the clouds set right over the sun.

"lana come downstairs someone is here to meet you!"

i scrunch up my eyebrows and i get up and make my way downstairs. the soft pattern of feet clatter down the stairs.

i get downstairs and a man with brown hair in a suit is sitting down with a suitcase next to him. He looks to be in his mid thirties. He sees me and stands up and extends his hand out towards me.

"hello my name is jeffery."

"hi i'm lana." i give a jeffery a nervous smile as i'm anxious for what's to come.

i shake his hand and sit in a chair across from him. i give my parents a questioning look. they look at me then they look back at jeffery.

"let's get started so from what i have seen you're a singer correct?"

he gives me a stern look. i nod my head in response.

he opens his suitcase and takes out a bundle of papers. he places it on the living room table with a pen on top of the papers.

"i am Logan Paul's manager. do you know who that is?"

i give him a questioning look.

"no?"

he hums. "well he is a famous youtuber. his channel has over twenty million subscribers."

a gasp leaves my mouth.

jeffery chuckles and continues. "his videos include making vlogs, pranks, and diss tracks."

who does he think he is telling me i'm struggling with my career. Who cares if i have 700k subscribers. Okay maybe i am struggling a bit because i started singing 4 years ago and i should expect more but i can't force ppl to subscribe. adding onto that a random guy shows up to my house and already knows my whole life story like what the heck? it's kind of creepy.

"sorry but why are you here?" i ask.

"lana don't speak to your guest like that." my mom said to me abruptly.

"it's fine mrs. marino and i'm here because i want to help your career boost to a new level so i want to hire you to be in a music video directed logan paul and a band but you're gonna have to come to california to film it."

i give myself a few seconds to think about it.

well this gives me another chance to go to cali again and i can visit ally. that would mean i would have to leave my family and i hate doing that.

i snap out of my thoughts.

"california?" i ask for reassurance.

"yes california and i know its quite the distance since you live here in italy but think about your career."

I lived here for almost all my life. up until 2 years ago i was living with ally and doing online school.

"what band would i be working with?" i ask.

" not sure if you have heard of them but it's called why don't we."

i don't recognize the name.

"let's do this i'll give you until tomorrow afternoon to make a decision. look up logan and the band just in case you want to take the job so you know some background. i'll call tomorrow to see if you take the job and remember it's for your career and it can change your life."

now this dude is just exaggerating.

he stands up and shakes my hand then my parents. He asks them if he could speak to them alone. that was my queue to head upstairs. i headed upstairs and thought about it for a long time.