Meet Jasmine, a thirteen year old girl abandoned by her own parents and left to fight for her life on the streets. Everyday, the only sun she sees is inky black. The good news? Her Ipod. The only thing her parents gave her. And Fight Song by Rachel...
As soon as the girls finished their little game of truth or dare, they noticed Ally and I staring intently at them from the kitchen counter.
"How long have you two been watching us?" Camila asks. I shrug my shoulders.
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"Oh about forty five minutes."
"Okay, that's creepy."
"Well Mila, your little game was pretty entertaining to watch. But seriously though, Ally and I were waiting for you to finish so we could show you guys the song." I say, waving the lyric sheet.
"Wow, this is seriously impressive. You've got some real talent, you know that?" Mila asks after grabbing the sheet from my hand. I blush at her compliment causing her and the girls to embrace me in a tight hug.
"I'll send the lyrics to Uncle Si and we should be able to begin recording tomorrow. That also means we should turn in for the night; it's getting late." Ally comments.
"Sounds like a plan to me. Why don't y'all stay here for the night? There are two spare bedrooms after all." The girls nod and organize themselves in to two groups: Lauren, Camila, Dinah, and Ally and Normani. I guide the girls upstairs to their rooms before joining Nor and Mikaela in my own bedroom. The next morning I woke up to the smell of pancakes and scrambled eggs wafting all around me before quickly getting dressed and waking the others up. The three of us hurriedly make our way downstairs and in to the kitchen where four of the five members of Fifth Harmony stood, helping themselves to breakfast.
"Morning Jas! Nora! Steph!" They chorus.
"Morning!" We reply as mom walks in groggily.
"Hi honey! Girls!" She says. The rest of us grab our breakfasts and take our seats at the table in a comfortable silence.
"So Jas, after your recording session with the girls, we're gonna go meet the principal of your new school since you start in a week." Mom says causing me to nod in response along with Nora and Steph. A few minutes later, the dirty dishes were piled in to the sink, and the humans were in the car. We pulled in to the recording studio twenty minutes later where Mr. Cowell and Freddy were waiting.
"Good morning girls!" Mr. Cowell says.
"Morning!" We reply.
"You're in studio 7 today; are y'all ready?" Freddy asks.
"Yes, thanks to Jasmine here and her superb writing ability." Ally says. I couldn't help but blush as she hands him our lyric sheet.
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