Emo quartet : imagines

T.Joseph - be my baby

~song in media~
(R/N) - rivals name

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"So a remake of dirty dancing?" I asked my mager, over the phone.

"Correct, and they want you to sing 'be my baby' what do you think?" So basically, they are doing an updated version of dirty dancing with new cast and new singers. Sounds cool.

"Yeah, I'm down for that. Just send me the information okay."

"Deal" and with that, he hung up.

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"Okay so today you will be meeting Tyler Joseph and (R/N) who will be singing 'hungry eyes'. " The director spoke walking around set with me following. "Once you guys have all met we'll have people drive you down to the recording studio to record." He explained.

"So will I-" I was cut off by a woman in hair and makeup calling the director. He quickly scurried off to see what she needed. I smacked my lips together and looked around a bit. I took a seat on one of the foldy chairs that are pushed up against the wall. I pulled out my phone and checked social media.

Around ten minutes later the director walked back in with, who I'm assuming to be, Tyler Joseph. The director walked him over to me. "(Y/N), Tyler. Tyler (Y/N). Now you two wait here untill (R/N) arives." He walked off again.

"Hi (Y/N)." Tyler spoke, cheerfully.

"Hi Tyler. How are you?"

"Excited and nervous, I've never had to do something this big without my other band member." He explained. We sat there making small talk for another 15 minutes before (R/N) strutted in wearing a pink 'PINK' cropped tracksuit and a Chanel handbag.

The director introduced her to us. "Right you guys stay here and socialise, I'll be back in fifteen minutes to take you to the recording studio." (R/N) smiled and when the director was out of view, she turned her head to face me, sending me a nasty glare.

"Eww what are you doing here you can't even sing." She scoffed, running her fingers through her hair.

"Late as always I see." I commented, pulling out my phone to try and ignore her.

"It's called fashionably late, keyword there fash-on-ab-ly" she clapwd between every silable of the word. God I hated her.

~flashback~
(10 years old)

I was quitely singing the words to my favourite song whilst colouring in a picture of SpongeBob Square pants. I jumped when my teacher spoke. "You have a lovely singing voice (Y/N) you should sing for us in assembly next Tuesday." I smiled about to accept when a louder voice spoke first.

"I can do it miss, I have an amazing singing voice. My mummy said it her self." She then started to sing.

"That's really nice (R/N) I'm sure you will be great on Tuesday." Both the teacher and (R/N) then walked off leaving alone to carry on with my colouring.

~present day~

We were all escorted to the place we would be recording in. It was one of the most professional things I've seen in years. The whole vibe from the room was amazing. Dim lights, hung low. Guitars on the walls. I loved it an by the look on Tyler's face, he did too. However there is one person who didn't seem to enjoy it as much as we did.

"This place looks like my uncles old flat." (R/N) sneered.

"Okay so first (Y/N) will be recording her cover then you two can do yours. Martha, keep an eye on them, the head of music is coming in a couple of minutes, don't record anything till he's here." Martha nodded and sat down. I set up in the booth and shortly after a short man with a scarf and fadora walked in.

"Good to see you all, I'm Michael" he said in a high pitched voice "I was told that be my baby is being recorded first then hungry eyes am I right?" Martha nodded. " Great, let's here it then."

I sang the song and a massive applause sounded throughout the room, minus (R/N). I stepped out of the booth and Michael ingulfed me in a hug. "O my god girl you are sooooo good." I thanked him and sat down as he instructed the other two to set up. They both started singing and about a minute into the song Michael stopped them.

"I'm sorry honey but you just don't sound good. Get out and we'll try this again but with (Y/N) okay." Her face turned red with anger.

"No, not okay this is the song IM supposed to sing!" She shouted.

"Well not anymore it's not. Martha get her out of here."

"No I'm not leaving until I record this song."

"Call security" and with that, she was whisked out of the building and it was just me and Tyler. Once the song was recorded and we had heard it, we said our goodbyes and left I was just about to get into my car when Tyler stopped me.

"You're a really good singer, ya know that" he spoke.

"Thank you, that means alot." I replied, slightly blushing.

"Maybe I could get your number and we could sing again another time or just hang out." He was cute.

I smiled and took his phone, putting in my number. I returned his phone, saying goodbye and then getting in my car to drive off home.

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- Molly xxx