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Chapter 10- Wake Up Call

Warning: hasn't been edited 💀 Sorry for the wait..I'm preparing for college and stuff and it's an exhausting process

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Present Day
October 1, 2000
Later that day at One Astor Plaza

"You heard that right! MTV is looking for female vocal talent nationwide across the United States, holding auditions in New York City, Los Angeles and Boston starting October 4 and ending October 9. Can't make live auditions? Don't worry! You can always send us a tape! For more information about mailing, requirements for auditions, dates and more, visit www.mtv.com/talentsearch. Here on Total Request Live we're loaded for the rest of the week here with video premieres from Green Day, Jay Z and Nelly Furtado. Make sure to always vote for your favorite videos by calling 1.800.DIAL MTV. Open every weekday between 3 and 3:30pm. Thank you guys so much for watching today, we got No Scrubs by TLC to take us out, coming right up after the break, peace!"

"That's a wrap!" The director announced but before he could even finish his sentence, I was out the door. These glass windows and bright colored billboards make me sick to my stomach and these screaming fans give me a headache. I don't see how Carson does this every weekday. Making it to the elevator and down towards the lot with no questions asked was a small blessing. It's times like this when I question how I made it this far being the socially awkward and anxious individual I am. Regardless, if I spent another second in that building, I was gonna scream. 

Marshall stood at the passenger side of my car. "Dude..don't do that shit." I held my chest needing to catch my breath. I already felt like I was walking on eggshells trying to avoid Nick because he pops up at random times. 

"What do you want?" I asked him while putting my purse in the back of my car. I soon sat down in the driver's seat.

"I apologize for acting the way I did earlier. I need your help. "

"Bye Marshall... "

"No, I'm serious. You gonna fucking help me or not?"

I groaned and folded my arms."Talk."

"I need help finding a tour videographer. "

"Am I hearing this correctly? You're like...the biggest artist out right now. People should be coming to you." I 

"Well I wish that was the case. Lately, I've been getting shitted on in the press and it's hard to find someone decent to work with. You got connections, don't you?"

I closed my door and strapped myself in."Get in the car."Lines formed between his eyebrow in confusion but he  got in the passenger side anyways."Where are we going?" He asked me as he put on seatbelt.

"You got a computer at home?"

"Yeah. " He nodded

"Then we're going to your place.."

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After watching Marshall scrap through my scrap through my car CD visor, we made it and fairly quickly. fternoon traffic wasn't as bad as expected. Briefly, I looked around some more and the place was just how I remembered it. But I wasn't here to reminisce about that. What I was doing was a favor. Business. Strictly business. My eyes landed on his computer. He had a ruby red colored Apple iMac G3 desktop PC sitting on a desk surrounded by picture frames of who I assumed to be his associates. It was quite laughable. I never imagined him owning a computer, let alone something as prestigious as Macintosh. I sat down at the desk in a comfy chair while he pulled up a stool next to me.