Saved By Elounor

Chapter 18

 “Good luck, Ally.  Call me when you’re finished!” Louis called from the window of his car.  I was walking into Universal Headquarters in London.  I have a meeting with the producers today.  We’ll figure out if I am ready to record an EP to debut with.

 I walked up to the secretary's desk.  I am no longer on crutches, but I just have a large leg brace.

 

 “Hello, I’m here to see Mr Simmons?” I asked.

 

 “Ally?” Asked the secretary.

 

 “Yes.  My meeting is at quarter past eleven?”

 

 “Alright, take a seat over there.” The lady (according to her tag, she was named Meagan) pointed me over to a section of chairs.  I thanked her and briskly walked over to the area.  I pulled my phone from my pocket and began refreshing my twitter feed.  I hit the small logo in the top right corner of my screen, and began drafting a tweet.  

 

 “Big day… Some exciting news will be coming soon!!!”  

 

 I hit the ‘send’ button, and closed my phone.

 “Ally?” I heard a masculine voice speak in front of me.  I looked up to see a tall man.  His hair   was a greyish-brown.  It appears that he dies it.  His eyes were an ugly shade of green.  Mr Simmons?

 

 “Are you Mr Simmons?” I asked quietly.  Shyness was taking over my body as I realized that I was about to enter the biggest meeting of my life.  This will make or break my career, as Dad told me.

 

 “No, I’m Michael, his assistant.  Follow me to the office.  We’ll be reviewing your demo, I believe, and then discussing how we want to set off your career.”  

 

 Michael seems nice… I guess…

 

 I followed him down a modernly designed hallway.  Large glass windows made up the walls.  If you glanced outside them you could see the rushing London traffic below you.  Michael opened a door for me at the end of the hall.  I walked in and sat in a seat.  Michael sat in the seat beside me.  Soon enough, a man (who I believe is Mr Simmons) and a tall woman walk in and take a seat opposite from us across the table.  

 

 The man clears his voice and begins speaking.  “Hello, I’m Rob Simmons, you must be Ally.”  I reached out my hand and greeted his.  I gave it a firm shake before releasing it.  

 

 “Yes, it’s nice to meet you.”  My legs were folded across my lap and my palms were sweating and shaking.  

 “I’m Zoe.  I run the recording booth and editing of tracks.  I’m excited to work with you.”  Said the lady seated beside Rob.  Alright… She doesn’t look that bad…

 

 “Well, we have to discuss first the signing.  Ally, we would very much enjoy having you as part of our record.  It is a lot of paperwork, though, and you will have to sign it all with a lawyer.  I will give you that before you leave.  First, allow me to ask you; do you want to be signed?  Are you ready to be signed?”  Rob interrogated me.