You are the Ocean's Gray Waves...
The crowd kept cheering and it rung in the singer's ears.
Destined to seek life beyond the shore, just out of reach...
She was used to it, singing in front of thousands upon thousands of fans. Every other day went like this for her anyways.
Yet if waters ever change, flowing like time...
The piano player behind her slowly stopped playing and pressed one key, cuing her to sing her last lyric. She paused, letting the crowd chant her name for a moment, before singing her last note.
Yes, you, are the Ocean's Gray Waves...
A pause, and then the whole stadium sounded in applause. She bowed quickly before looking up and waved at everyone, touching her necklace lightly and smiled at everyone. She was photogenic, and immune to the bright lights that pulsed for what felt like forever. More photos were taken and then she turned around briskly, her heels clicking as she walked away, her long sky blue hair whipping behind.
"Good job Azura! Now tomorrow at the Sony Concert Hall, you have to arrive there and sing. It should be your last stop before your two week break-"
"I know, thank you." She politely replied, passing by one of her many stage assistants as she went to go to her dressing room. As soon as she entered she sat down on her chair and stared at herself in the mirror, taking off her headphones and pulling down her cream hoodie, letting her hair flow in all directions. Azura just stared at herself, then closed her eyes, breathing in slowly.
"You did it Aqua... You did it. You survived singing that new song again by rearranging the lyrics, and it didn't hurt you."
A small smile creased on her lips before she opened up her eyes and saw a small note on her mirror. The singer right away took it off and looked at the note before gasping quickly, her voice hitched.
The note fell to the ground as Azura rushed out of her dressing room.
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"Cut. Niles, you were off-key. I want a re-do of the song. Start at first chorus Leo." A well-dressed man sat in a leather chair, pressing switches. He pushed his glasses in and sighed, realizing he must have been a little harsh today. But their album was due in two days, and they hadn't recorded the last five tracks on the Cd.
Even with all that pressure, the band still seemed to suck, and it made sense why they never made a hit with this band. However the boss of Nohrian Call Ltd. insisted that they kept recording his little brother's band.
Well that, and also Leo was the little brother of the man in the leather chair.
"Cut. I think we should take a break for today. I'll see if Xander can postpone your release date." The man said into the microphone, taking off the headphones and getting out of his chair. Leo, the lead singer ran out of the recording room and grabbed Corrin, turning him around and they met each other's gaze.
"Corrin, we can't postpone anymore. We've been overdue now for a month."
"Don't worry Leo." He sighed, placing a hand on his chest. "If there's anyone who can convince Xander, it's me."
"Mkay, just try not to get fired alright? I think that this album will be a hit."
"If it's just as popular as Elise's album, I'll consider it. Just enjoy your break, I can take care of the rest bro." Corrin grinned, lightly punching his side. Leo punched back a little.
Even if Leo's little Indie band, 2M8ows (pronounced "Tomatoes") sucked, it wasn't bad because they were brothers, and any Nohrian was a musical prodigy. Except Corrin. He surprisingly wasn't good at music, and was better as a producer.
So maybe it was best to say that Nohrians were prodigies in the music business.
Anyways the glasses-wearing, platinum-haired Producer walked down the the hall to his brother's office and knocked on it. On the door was a brass plate that said.
"Xander Nohrian, CEO"
The door opened and Corrin stepped into his older brother's office, sitting down on one of his cherry-red chairs. Hip hop played quietly through a Beats Pill that rested on his desk, and Xander sat down in his executive chair.
"Hey Corrin! So what brings you hear?"
"Xander it's just, I don't think I can get Leo's album done in time. They are constantly off-key, I've had Felicia arrange music lessons for them, but they just aren't record-quality bro."
"Doesn't matter. Have you suggested that Leo gets new bandmates?"
"Tried. He wants to have a band. Besides they're his high school buddies, and those three are inseparable."
"I suppose your right. Just autotune them then. We can't postpone them anymore."
"Big bro, you gotta be kidding me. The album isn't finished yet. We have five songs to still get through."
"Then whatever is finished release them as singles. It's over for them anyways, we can't receive anymore profit from that band."
"You're saying you're going to fire Leo...?"
Xander shook his head. "It wasn't my idea. Dad said that we have to let them go after their next album."
"I can't just tell them that though Xander..." Corrin sunk back in his seat. Oh how he imagined his younger brother would just end up going back to reading books all day. At least when he had this band he wasn't being so antisocial...
"You don't have to, I'll get one of my secretaries to tell them. Or just get Nyx on the line."
"Okay," The Producer said in a bland tone. Xander handed him a paper clipped set of papers.
"Also have Flora or her twin or whoever is available to send these to Hoshido Records."
Corrin took the papers and nodded. "Yea sure, I'll make sure to give to them."
"Good. Well, see you tonight at Camilla's house for dinner."
"Yea. See ya."
Corrin walked out of the door then closed behind, leaning against it. He was curious about these documents that Xander gave him. They never talked to Hoshido Records. In fact Hoshido was their rival company, so why send documents? He opened he file and saw the first words on the document.
"SETTLEMENT ON CUSTODY FOR CORRIN NOHRIAN"
"Custody huh... But I'm already 21? Is this a little old?" Corrin muttered beneath his breath. The sound of heels clicked down the hall, and he gasped, closing the file immediately and held it to his chest, looking for where he heard that noise. Realizing nobody was there, he then walked down the hallway until he ran into something... Squishy.
"Oh Corrin! It's so great to see you again! Ready to finally eat dinner at my new place?"
Corrin looked up and saw it was his older sister... Camilla.
Yes as in Camilla, the singer who is deemed "more sexy than J-Lo". The one who always has sold-out concerts, worked for Calvin Klein and Victoria's Secret when she was just 18 until Xander recognized her singing talent, always shows up in every Maybelline Commerical next to Gigi Hadid. She also was friends with Karlie Koss.
Yep, that Camilla.
"Uh yea, I heard it's a-a..." Corrin's voice trailed as he realized how revealing Camilla's outfit was today.
"... Nice place."
She smiled mischievously, patting his head before walking past him, the sound of pitter patter trailing her.
"See you at eight then Corrin!"
"See you..." Corrin gave a small wave before walking the opposite side of the hallway, looking at the files.
"Was I adopted?"
"Flora do you know where Felicia or Jakob is? I need them to deliver something."
"Sir, they are on their break right now. I can contact them if you want." The secretary was about to pick up the phone and open up the directory until Corrin pushed the book down.
"No it's fine. Don't worry about it Flora, I will just let them know to send it when they get back." Corrin said quickly, pushing his reading glasses up again and turned on the heel of his converse shoes, walking away with the files.
"I'll just hand-deliver the files myself."
As soon as he closed the glass door behind him, Flora frantically picked up the phone and dialed for Xander's Assistant, Peri.
"Hey, uh Peri? Yea. Look I need for you to tell Xander something. No we don't have another Singer dead. Tell him that Corrin left the building and he seems very suspicious..."
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"Hello this is Orochi from Hoshido Records how may I help you today? Mhm... Mhm... Yes!"
"Excuse me Mam-"
"No sorry we aren't planning on bringing anymore artists into our company at the moment thank you!"
"I have a file to give to-"
"I said no, and I see no talent in your future okay? I said bye! Now have a good day Sir."
The Secretary right away hung up then smiled warmly again, twirling her purple hair around her fingers.
"Oh! How may I help you today?"
"Uh-m... I have a file to give to you. I don't know for who, but I was just told to give this to Hoshido Records." He then whispered. "It seems like some sensitive information so I believe that this needs to be handed to one of the Executives."
"Ah... Understood." Orochi nodded, her smile turning into a flirtatious smirk.
"And your name sir?"
"Corrin Nohrian."