Señorita || Shawmila

7

"Welcome in my house." I giggled opening the door while Lele came in. "It's my uncle's place, actually." I shrugged. "Hope you like it." She smiled me and looked around.

"It's amazing, my house's a mess." She admitted and then pointed at all my uncle's awards on the wall. "Those are a dream!" She yelled and went closer to them.

"They're just copies." I informed her. "The originals one are at the studio, I guess." She seemed so happy to see those things, I liked them but I never really stopped to look at them. "Do you want to see the mini-studio?" I asked her and she nodded enthusiastically. "Come with me."

"A mini-studio, what for?" She asked as we went upstairs.

"Sometimes he gets inspired when he's at home, so he uses it to, you know, record some tracks." I rolled my eyes. "Sometimes he calls the singers over just to record a small part of the song, it's crazy."

"I think it's amazing!" She was clearly excited about this, so I took her to see the mini studio. "Wow, you know how to use it?" She asked with a bright smile.

"Yeah, my uncle showed me." I sat in front of the computer and started to type. "Let's create something, just for fun, I'm sure uncle John won't mind."

"That's so cool." She looked at all the things she could do. "Put on some base." I nodded and looked through all the bases my uncle had saved and then played the one that I liked the most. "Good one." She started to move her head following the rhythm.

"I know right, it reminds me of my childhood." I said closing my eyes and smiling.

"Really? Why?"

"Well, when I was little I loved to sing and there was this little song I had written, this base reminds me of that song." I explained and then looked at her. "It wasn't anything special."

"Music is special." She shook her head. "C'mon, how was this song like?" She took the microphone and put it near my mouth.

I blushed. "I can't sing." I muttered.

"Doesn't matter, I'm curious." She tried to persuade me.

I sighed and started to follow the base. "Havana, ooh na-na
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh na-na." I sang shyly and Lele widened her eyes.

"Girl!" She yelled. "You can't sing? Are you fucking kidding me?" She then hugged me. "You are good! C'mon c'mon, go ahead."

"I don't remember the rest of the lyrics, I was little and stupid." I but my lip.

"Just, improvise."

I nodded and repeated.
"Havana, ooh na-na
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na
All of my heart is in Havana
There’s somethin’ ‘bout his manners
Havana, ooh na-na"

"That's awesome!" She clapped her hands and then typed on the computer. "I'm gonna save it 'cause it's too good to be waisted." She winked and I rolled my eyes.

"You're just incredible." I laughed and we exited the mini studio. "So, you were telling me about a new video?" I asked her as we got in my room.

"Yes! I want you to be part of it, since you're a latina, but I need someone else to be with the boys." She rolled her eyes. "It's so stressing, most of my friends aren't here in LA and I don't have anyone." She sighed. "What am I even doing?"

"Well, what about Twan and Juampa?" They were the only guys I knew from her group, also because I watched some of her videos and I found them hilarious.