“Wait, so what are you saying?” Aaron was the first to speak between all of us in shock.
“I’m saying,” Jackson spoke slowly, “Is that I would like you to go under my record company and am offering you a record deal, as Cara had stated.”
Blushing a deep shade of red, I turned away and put my face into Days chest, smelling the tangy aroma of Acqua Di Genova Genes Cologne. Damian laughed, rubbing my back in a soothing way as I felt the burning in my cheeks intensify. Looking up through my lashes, I saw Damian look down at me with a smile and let out a soft laugh before Jackson cleared his throat.
“So, how about it? Would you like to take the offer?”
He smiled at us while Aaron looked at us all questioningly. Sophie looked at Damian while Damian was still looking down at me. I smiled and shook my head. “Guys, I think we should take it. This might be our one shot!”
Aaron and Sophie smiled and Day looked up, and in unison, we all nodded our heads. “We’ll do it. Count us in!”
Smiling, Jackson walked up to us, shaking our hands. His firm grip met mine, and he seemed to smile a bit wider, and released my hand. Backing away, he started to explain how our record deal would go on through these couple of months. For the next couple of months, we will promote ourselves by making video diaries and recording covers, while in our spare time we will be writing songs for when we tour. Jackson explained how he will be setting up a tour for us, checking in with some of the bigger named bands to help publicize ourselves.
“So, in the meanwhile, I would like it if you set up an official account on you tube, like ‘Darkest Dreams Official’ or something along those lines, and make some covers. I’ll contact you when I have the tour information ready for you all.” He stated, smiling and getting to his feet.
“Wait,” Aaron interrupted him. “What company are you from?”
“Did I not state which company I’m from?” Jackson asked, scrunching his eyebrows together.
“No, you didn’t.”
“Oh, I’m sorry. How rude of me! I’m from Alert Music, my apologies.”
“A-Alert Music? Are you serious?” Damian asked.
“Yes, sir, I certainly am.” Smiling at him, he nodded. “Now, I need to be off and search for a tour buddy for you all!”
Listening to him let out a husky laugh, he walked out of the room. Silence filled us, before Damian got up and fist pumped. “Yeah, buddy! We got a record deal! We’re going to tour! We’re going to be famous!”
“Yeah!” Sophie screamed with him, as Aaron and I sat still, letting out laughs.
“Now, if you don’t mind, I’m going out to meet some people. Also known as our fans!” Sophie exclaimed, running towards me and gripping Aye’s arm and mine, pulling us up and dragging us out of the dressing room and down the hallways.
Running in front of her, I slammed the doors open and let out a squeal of delight. Racing down the small set of stairs and into a crowd of people wandering, I hear Sophie and Aaron scream after me, while footsteps follow behind me. Panting, I stop and turn around to come face-to-face with Damian. Crashing into me, Damian and I fell to the floor, causing people to look at us in shock.
Slowly lifting himself so his body hovered over me, he looked me in the eyes and spoke to me in a husky voice. “Why, hello there.”
Letting out a small squeak, I finally responded with a small hello. With Damian laughing at me, he pushed himself to his feet and offered me his hand. Pulling me up, I felt him hang on for a tad bit longer before releasing it and giving me a cheeky smile. Feeling my cheeks once again feel as though a fire had erupted across them, I looked down.
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A Game Well Played
Teen FictionCara is just the average teenage girl. She hangs with her friends and goes to concerts; but there's one problem. She's constantly running into Josh, the lead singer of Marianas Trench, and a huge flirt. Will Cara fall for his charm, or will she fal...