Chapter 35

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(Alyssa's POV)

It was finally Monday. I was getting ready for my meeting. Nobody knows but my mom. And that's because she has actually came to London and we are having a girls spring break, while my bother and dad are doing god knows what.

"Mom what should I wear!" I freaked.

"Something cute." she laughed.

I picked out a dark blue dress that came mid thigh and a pair of nude colored heels and I added a cute neck lace and a ring.

"Ready!" I yelled.

"Alright let's go." she smiled.

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We pulled up and walked into the big building, I stood in Awwe as I looked around. I was here. I was in my own heaven.

"You must be Alyssa Jones." A young lady asked.

"Yes! That's me" I smiled.

"Mr.Cowell and Austin are waiting." she said leading me to a room.

"Here you go. Good luck." she smiled leaving the room.

"Alyssa jones. Nice to finally meet you." Simon said standing to his feet. "And you must be Mrs.Jones?" he asked my mom.

"Nice to meet you." My mom politely shook his hand.

"So Alyssa are you ready to sing?" Mr.James asked.

"Yea." I smiled.

"Well I can't wait a minute longer to hear what you got." Simon smiled, nearly pushing me into the recording booth.

"Do you know what song?" he asked.

"I actually have one that I wrote. And if I could use the piano?" I rushed.

"That would be great." He smiled.

I sat down by the piano and closed my eyes and the words just started to flow.

( This is 'If I ain't got you' by Alicia Keys)

Some people live for the fortune

Some people live just for the fame

Some people live for the power, yeah

Some people live just to play the game

Some people think that the physical things

Define what's within

And I've been there before

But that life's a bore

So full of the superficial

[Chorus:]

Some people want it all

But I don't want nothing at all

If it ain't you baby

If I ain't got you baby

Some people want diamond rings

Some just want everything

But everything means nothing

If I ain't got you, Yeah

Some people search for a fountain

That promises forever young

Some people need three dozen roses

And that's the only way to prove you love them

Hand me the world on a silver platter

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