In Sync

Chapter 1.5

THIS IS PART 2!!!!!!!!!!!!

BEWARE THE EXTREME AWESOMENESS OF THIS CHAPTER...

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Recap:

Hunter then turned away from me, starring at the other doors in my room. "I know that one of these is a bathroom, and one of these is a closet.....but what could possibly be behind this one."

Opening it, he freezes.

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Hunter stood there for about a minute in complete and udder shock.

"You...you...what?"

He walks in and takes a look around, amazement clearly showing on his face.

"How in the world did you get a studio in your closet?"

I look at the walls and smile. Dad had this built when he realized how committed I was to music and dance.

"Well, this room used to be a guest bedroom. This was supposed to be a living area for the guests so they didn't have to go downstairs."

Hunter nodded, looking like he still couldn't believe what he was seeing. "How did you end up with this room?"

I take a seat on the hardwood floor. "I guess being the only girl in a family with 5 kids has it's perks. Plus, my brothers have a man cave that takes up the whole basement." I watch as Hunter makes his way over to the recording studio.

"I take it you sing?" I stand up and follow him over into the recording studio.

"Among other things. I enjoy anything that has to do with performing." I run a hand through my hair and glance up at him. Our eyes lock.

"Does that mean you go to Rowell Academy? That's where I'm going. They only let the best of the best in. Which I am." My eyes narrow at him.

"No, it's tradition in my family to go to Lakeview Academy. Though if it wasn't, I would be going to Rowell."

He smirks. "Ah, so you're not the best then. If you don't attend Rowell, that is." I glare and him, my hand a second away from bitch-slapping him.

"I'm better than you are." I say, crossing my arms.

"Oh are you now." His tone is cocky, challenging. "Well then lets see what you can do." A challenge. I walk over to the recording booth. I look up and Hunter nods his head, waiting.

"Well," I say, hands on my hips. "What do you want me to sing?" He walks around, looking at all my music. At random, he selects an album and a song.

"Ed Sheeran's 'I'm A Mess'." I nod. I could do that. He turns on the instrumental music and I start to sing.

Oh, I'm a mess right now

Inside out
Searching for a sweet surrender
But this is not the end

I can't work it out
How going through the motions
Going through us

I look up at Hunter, but his face is emotionless.

And, oh, I've known it for the longest time
And all of my hopes
All of my words
Are all over written on the signs
When you're on my road
Walking me home, home, home, home, home

See the flames inside my eyes
It burns so bright I wanna feel your love, no
Easy baby maybe I'm a liar
But for tonight I wanna fall in love
And put your faith in my stomach