Well here's the first real chapter… hope you like it!
"Welcome to the Palm Woods, Miss…?" Mr. Bitters asked.
"Holloway. Sam Holloway," she told him, for the fifth time.
"Right," he said as if it didn't matter. "Anyway, you will be staying in room…Oh, I am so sorry."
"What?" she asked anxiously.
"You have to live next door to the Big Time Annoying boys," he explained.
"That's bad?"
"That's more than bad. The last people that rented that apartment had a hole put through the wall with a basket ball. Then it was a hockey puck, and for some strange reason a chicken." He paused. "I have yet to figure out the last one."
"Yikes, so like their rule breakers then," I commented playfully.
"You think you're joking. You are in for an adventure. Well, here are your keys, and you are on the second floor. Enjoy your stay at the Palm Woods, Miss…?"
"Holloway," she said before grabbing her bags and heading toward the elevator. She pushed the second floor button and waited. When the door opened, she walked out, looking for her apartment number. As she passed the doors she became extremely impatient. There were so many on this floor. Finally she arrived at her door and unlocked it. She walked in and dropped her bags. It was a small apartment but it fit who she was. It was kind of beat up and run down, but these were the kind of things she lived for. She loved things that weren't perfect or clean cut. It was places like these that represented her life: rough around the edges, nothing close to perfect, and lived. The floors were stained, the walls looked like they hadn't been painted in years, and the kitchen looked like it was about to fall apart.
"This is perfect," she said, smiling to herself. She brought her bags to her room and dropped them on the bed. Deciding to unpack later, she left her room to explore her new home.
The Palm Woods had to be the most beautiful place she had ever stayed in. It had everything, a gym a pool, and it was right across the street for the mall.
The pool had to be her favorite part of it all. Living in the Midwest, she could never swim all year round, but here? She could all she wanted. And that's what she planned on doing. Swimming, she decided, that is what I am going to do first.
She spun around and slipped on a wet spot on the concrete around the pool and fell in. She quickly surfaced and turned bright red. Everyone was laughing at her. Sam could do pretty much anything. She could sing in front of people, she could act, dance, but one thing she did not take well to was laughter, especially when it was laughing at her. As quickly as she could with out slipping back into the pool she got out and made a bee line for her apartment. Bitters gave her the death glare for dripping water in his lobby, so she ran faster. She ran up the stairs two at a time, trying to avoid any more embarrassment. Breathing heavily by the time she got to her floor, she stopped to catch her breath. She shot up when she heard voices on the other side of the door.
"So, what does Gustavo wants us for again?" one asked.
"He didn't say, but he sounded kind of mad," another said. Looking around she found no where to hide. Thinking quickly, she ran up the next flight of stairs to the next floor, attempting to hide.
"Go figure, Gustavo's mad. What else is new?" another voice comment.
"Well, at least I have my helmet to save me from having my head bashed in," one said cheerily.
"What ever, Carlos, that won't save you," a boy with longish dark hair said as they walked through the door. Three other boys followed him as they talked about some Gustavo and how mad he was. After she was sure they were gone, Sam slowly walked down the stairs, opened the door and ran to her apartment. Right as she got to her door, her neighbor opened the door and walked out.
"Oh, hello!" the woman said. "You must be the new neighbor! I'm Jody Knight." She offered her hand, and Sam shook it.
"I'm Sam Holloway. It's nice to meet you Mrs. Knight," she said.
"You too. I'm next door and I'm home most of the day, so stop by if you need something," she told Sam.
"Thank you so much." Sam looked down at her dripping clothes, and said, "Now if you'll excuse me I need to change out of these clothes. It was nice meeting you Mrs. Knight."
"You to, Sam," she said as Sam walked into her apartment. She quickly changed out of her clothes, and checked her phone, which she thankfully took out of her pocket before she fell in the pool. 2:30, time to leave for her appointment with her record company. She grabbed her purse and went to the bus stop.
Half an hour later, she arrived at Parrish Records. She walked in and was instantly treated like a queen.
"Sam Holloway," Mr. Lewis, her record producer said, walking up to her. "Shall we not waste any time?"
"Of course not let's start now," Sam said, as she followed him into a recording booth.
"So have you learned the song we agreed to do for your first single?" he asked. She nodded. "Awesome, let's get started." She put on the head phones and the music started.
You like to keep me on a chain, chain, chain
Change your mind
Or change your ways, ways, ways
You got me going through a maze, maze, maze
I know this isn't just a phase, phase, phase
You always pick me up
And then you hold me down
I'll never let you go
Cuz baby even though you beat me up, beat me up
I still love you cuz you heat me up, heat me up
And then so everytime you hit me up, hit me up
I come running cuz you fix me up, fix me up
Oh baby just beat me up, beat me up
Oh baby just beat me up, beat me up
You always make me do those things, things, things
Shut me up
And then make me sing, sing, sing
You love it when I scream your name, name, name
But you get your fix out of causing me
pain, pain, pain
You always pick me up
And then you hold me down
I guess you'll never know
Cuz baby even though you beat me up, beat me up
I still love you cuz you heat me up, heat me up
And then so everytime you hit me up, hit me up
I come running cuz you fix me up, fix me up
Oh baby just beat me up, beat me up
Oh baby just beat me up, beat me up
Oh baby just beat me up, beat me up
I love you even though you beat me up, beat me up
I really don't care what they say about me
cuz he gives me everything I want
And they don't know what its like when you need somebody to the point they can do no wrong
We always fight
And then I open up my door
Cuz baby even though you beat me up, beat me up
I still love you cuz you heat me up, heat me up
And then so everytime you hit me up, hit me up
I come running cuz you fix me up, fix me up
Oh baby just beat me up, beat me up
I still love you cuz you heat me up, heat me up
And then so everytime you hit me up, hit me up
I come running cuz you fix me up, fix me up
Oh baby just beat me up, beat me up
Oh baby just beat me up, beat me up
Oh baby just beat me up, beat me up
I love you even though you beat me up, beat me up
"That was amazing," Mr. Lewis said. Sam smiled. "But, I don't think you tried your best." Her smile disappeared.
"I don't understand sir," Sam told him.
"I saw hesitation on your face; you don't know the song very well. You need to learn it before we record it." He looked her dead in the eye without showing emotion.
"Okay," she said taking off the headphones.
"Go home, learn the song, and come back in two days, show us what you've got." Sam nodded, and walked out of the building. She had no idea what just happened in there. Sam knew that song like the back of her hand, how had he not gotten that? She had a feeling it was going to be a long month of Mr. Lewis.
( Kendal, Carlos, Logan, James, All)
They say that kid he's got…
I'm bringing sassy back,
And everything that you thought you can't forget
'cause y'all know nothing but my name.
And I don't wanna hear
about people I don't know.
Not you, not him, not her, no.
You only see what I let you see,
Nothing less, nothing more.
What you say is nothing new to me.
Honestly.
They say that kid he's got soul.
I'm everywhere that you go.
And I've been there, seen that, and I ain't taking you home.
No-o-o.
Oh. Oh oh oh oh. Oh oh oh oh oh. Oh oh oh oh oh o-oh.
Oh. Oh oh oh oh. Oh oh oh oh oh. O-oh. O-oh. O-oh. O-oh.
And I ain't gonna lie,
I can be a nasty guy.
So you should probably sit
'cause yeah my words come kinda quick
and if you don't get it let me repeat it, just forget what you thought.
Only see what I let you see
over and over again.
What you say is nothing new to me.
Honestly.
They say that kid he's got soul.
I'm everywhere that you go.
And I've been there, seen that, and I ain't taking you home.
No-o-o.
But what do they know?
I'm everywhere that you go (and I still got soul.)
And I've been there, seen that, and I ain't taking you home.
No-o-o.
Oh. Oh oh oh oh. Oh oh oh oh oh. Oh oh oh oh oh o-oh.
Oh. Oh oh oh oh. Oh oh oh oh oh. O-oh. O-oh. O-oh. O-oh.
They say that kid he's got more soul than Flight Club.
Can't you tell by the way I use my wall?
Travis stay way cooler than the hand that lose that.
Yeah bite too many times worse than my bark.
Yeah, took a little time but I'm finally here.
Ten years deep just to make things clear.
Now I'm doubled up throwing double B's in the air.
Go get it off your chest like a tight brassiere.
Don't regret it.
Just let it.
Give credit.
Don't sweat it.
You can try but you just can't stop,
Fangs up.
Cobra style.
Honestly…
They say that kid he's got soul.
I'm everywhere that you go.
And I've been there, seen that, and I ain't taking you home.
No-o-o.
But what do they know?
I'm everywhere that you go (and I still got soul.)
And I've been there, seen that, and I ain't taking you home.
No-o-o.
I'm everywhere that you go.
And I've been there, seen that and I ain't taking you home.
"And that's why you boys will earn the big bucks," Gustavo said into the recording booths mike. The boys high fived each other and exited the recording booth. "Alright, now focus." He made sure he had the boy's full attention before continuing. "Our big rival company has a new, amazing singer on their side. And let me tell you, Parrish Records has smashed all of my record sales. I need you dogs to be amazing when you record so we smash their record sales. Give them some pay back."
"Gustavo, are you really worried about this?" James asked, with his cocky smile.
"Yes James, I am worried about it. This girl they found actually has a chance in Hollywood. She has stage presence, she has the looks, she has the voice, she has the talent, plus she has more than enough money than any of us have combined."
"Well then we'll just have to work that much harder to bring this chick down," Kendall stated smiling, to which the boys all high fived and cheered in agreement.
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