*UndergoingExtremeEditing* It's been 7 months since my parents funeral and my life is rubbish, i work in Starbucks, i have a shabby flat and my boyfriend was cheating on me, great huh, pft note the sarcasm. So now i guess I'm single and lonely. I had just finished my shift when i was walking through the cold streets of London at 8pm, my phone started ringing, i didn't notice the number on my phone but i still answered. "Hello?" I said into the phone, shoving my free hand into my coat pocket. "Hello, Miss Jordon, right?" The voice replied. "Um yes" i answered back. "Great! Its Simon Cowell, from SYCO records. I received your demo and i want you in the studio as soon as." His voice beamed through the phone, i was speechless OMG SIMON FREAKING COWELL! "Err Umm, thats amazing news, sorry im still in awe." I chuckled nervously, "Don't be nervous, write a song by next month and bring it to the studio on the 15th of March please. Be at the studio 9am sharp, oh and don't be late, i'll send you details and where abouts to go." He explained. "Thats great thanks so much Si...i mean Mr Cowell." I replied. He chuckled lightly "Goodbye." He said before hanging up. WOW i have to write a song for Simon Cowell. AHHHH right now my insides are on fire i want to scream with excitement but clearly i would get funny looks.