AAAAAHHH I KNOW!! very short chapter, but i may update later today or tomorrow. im putting home work on hold until ive updated. happy? :P
"Kayla! Up!" Lizzie Bishop knocked on her goddaughter's door and heard a grumble from inside. "Sweetie, it's Monday and you know you have school. Get up, or Tasha's coming in!"
"Let's not be rash!" shrieked Kayla from inside. "I'm up, Aunt Liz! I swear! Just give me fifteen minutes!"
"That's my girl!" said Lizzie cheerily and went downstairs to get the breakfast.
Kala came down ten minutes later, her thick, black hair in a loose ponytail at the nape of her neck. Lizzie clicked her tongue disapprovingly at Kayla's grey tank top and form-fitting jeans. "Is that the only outfit you own?"
"No," said Kayla absently. "I have five more in different colors."
Lizzie rolled her eyes. She looked at the girl playing with her cereal suspiciously before saying, "Shane called a few minutes ago. He wanted to talk to you. Did he call you?"
"Yeah. He just wanted to know when graduation was," said Kayla. Her voice was carefully blank of any emotion.
"It seems strange, dear," said Lizzie thoughtfully. "Graduating isn't a term used when a person leaves the School of Dramatics after four years."
"Laura thought it'd be a laugh," said Kayla, shrugging. "And anyway, we're not coming back, and it's really nice of the juniors to give up their time to help our show."
"How many songs are you doing?" asked Lizzie, putting a plate of eggs on the table as Tasha came bounding in.
"Hmm, I'm doing a couple in the singles. The prize is a chance to record with Java Records. You get signed with them and everything."
"What?" shrieked Lizzie, dropping a sausage on Tasha's head.
"Mommy!" screamed Tasha.
"Whoa, Aunt Liz, chill!" said Kayla, picking the sausage off Tasha's head. "It's just a prize! And I don't even know if I'll win, so relax!"
Lizzie breathed deeply. Her last meeting with Laura, the music director at Kayla's school, told her otherwise. She had personally told Lizzie and her husband Jake that, if given the chance, Kayla's voice could make her an amazing singer. She was the kind of figure Java Records went for; amazing voice, good connections and a whole lot of talent. And being Shane Gray's sister to the label and the school staff did help matters.
"Yes, fine. Now I think its time you left. Is Maggie coming to get you?"
"Yeah." A car's horn was heard outside the house and Kayla grinned. "See ya, Aunt Liz! Be good, Tasha!" she kissed their cheeks, grabbed her purple bag off the chair and raced outside. A few seconds later, the awaiting car swung out of the drive and Kayla left for school.