Dylan's POV Chapter 5

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Since the last chapter was so short and I've missed the last few Mondays, I've decided to give you two chapters today! Hope you like it!

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As I was working on my desk in my room, there was a knock on my door. I love having distractions from my endless work. 

"Who is it?"

"It's Bay and I. We have a question for you."

"Alright, come on in."

Avery walked in first, smiled at me and sat on my bed. Bay closed and locked the door before joining Avery on the bed.

"Okay, so what's your question?"

Avery took a deep breath. "Well we and a few of our friends want to start and band."

"We want you to be our manager," Bay said, smiling.

"Wow, really?"

Bay beamed. "Yes!"

"Please favorite big brother?" Bay asked with the family pout.  

"I'm literally speechless, but I don't think that's a possibility." 

I hate to be the bad guy.

"Oh, why not?" Avery asked, The girls were clearly disappointed.

"Well I don't make those types of decisions, girls. That's a part of Dad's job."

"But you're nicer than Dad." Bay stated a known fact.

"That's true. Okay here's what we could do, girls. I'll make your band a demo and then I'll play it for Dad and see what he thinks, okay? If he likes it, I'll tell him who's on the track and how you want me to be in charge of your band. But you girls actually sing, right?"

The girls sighed in unison. "Yes Dylan."

"And people have heard you sing, right?"

"Yep, our choir teacher said that we could do Broadway if we wanted to," Bay is Holly's twin.

Avery nodded. "We're that good."

"So what type of group will your band be?"

"A fierce and inspiring rock group who will be role models to the next female generation!"

Yep there's no doubt that Bay and Hol are sisters.

"Okay so it's a girl group. I need to inform you that if Dad and I think that you have a talent of singing, don't except us to give you special treatment."

"We wouldn't want you to," Avery said.

"We just want to be given a fair shot to follow our dreams of becoming professional singers. And hopefully we'll be famous like Mom for our talent one day soon!" Bay said with a huge smile.

I nodded. "I have time to make the demo today if you and your friends are free."

The girls nodded and attacked me with what they called hugs. It was more pain than enjoyment for me.

"Bayley and Avery!"

They turned back to look at me.

"I'm also going to invite Holly to hear your band sing before I set up the demo. She has an ear for good music and I like get her opinion when I'm undecided."

My sisters seemed content with my plan.

Less than an hour later, all five girls of the band, Holly and I were in the recording studio. Before I let the session begin, I had the girls sing a few songs that I use to see if bands can really sing and thankfully my sisters and their friends could. Then I invited the girls to go into the booth and get all plugged in. I handed them a list of songs, but they had already worked out their own list of songs and about half were songs that they had written themselves. It seemed like they've been practicing together for a while before coming to me today. 

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