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ROCK 'N' ROLL SINGER: The Uncensored Confessions

Chapter Seven

"The Studio"

We just had our first day at the Studio. That's what we call it because D doesn't know what to call it yet. So for now, it's just The Studio. I actually kinda think it's cool. I think that's what he should call it.

What's more surprising than the lack of a name? The fact that Jude and I didn't kill each other while we were there. Kwest and I rode together and Jude came with her dog. Oh and her sister.

I wanted to kill her dog at one point. Granted it's cute and fluffy. But it doesn't shut the hell up. A lot like its owner, if I do say. But I guess that's beside the point.

I shouldn't blame the dog, whose name is Lola by the way, but you probably already knew that.

I just wish Jude had gotten her sister Sadie's traits sometimes. She's quiet. At least she was quiet on this trip.

So here's what happened. Kwest and I got there at exactly 9, like we promised D. But who decides to make us wait? Yeah, Jude.

In the meantime, we looked around. It's got this sophisticated look. All black and white and steel. Very modern. It's nice. Actually a lot nicer than Downbeat. But don't tell D I said that.

Kwest spent most of the time mocking my ass. He thinks this entire thing that Jude and I haven't gotten ourselves into is hilarious.

"So fucking funny," he said. His words exactly.

And maybe one day, I'll be able to look back and think the same thing, but right now…I can't.

As we wandered through the studio, Jude finally decided to show up. 45 minutes late, mind you. She looked all distress, like she had more important things to do.

The moment she walked in, she said, "Let's get this over with. I have more important things to do."

Apparently I was right. I like when I'm right.

Anyway, I don't know how I 'm going to survive this thing with her. Especially if she is going to be habitually late. I mean, I would have thought she would have grown out – I mean, yeah, it drives me nuts.

So, um, Kwest and I walked around with Jude through each of the studios because they are the only things we didn't see while we waited for Jude. I was trying to be a gentleman. Try being the operative word. But with Jude…I don't know.

So, there are 10 studios, each named after a musician. Each studio is designed to match the musician. I think that's my favorite part. Wait. Here's the kicker. Jude and I? We each have a studio dedicated to us. How awesome is that?

Jude's is red. Fiery red. Like her hair used to be. And it's got cameras and stars on the walls. You know like an "instant" camera. It's supposed to be a play on her Instant Star background. She thinks it's cool, but kinda corny. Although I can't blame her because she doesn't have my studio. I do know that I saw some glimmer of that girl in her though. The Instant Star winner. She looked at that studio in awe, but quickly changed back to her Diva ways. I'm not going to dwell on that anymore.

My studio? Well…

It's white. Everything is white and there is a painting of me in my white suit and bandana on one of the walls. My name is written above it. Lil' Tommy Q. I almost had an aneurysm. Whatever. It doesn't bother me, I'm cool with it.

Really.

Funny thing, BoyzAttack has their own studio too. The five of us doing the official hand grab. Yeah, spare me, please. I just know it's certain there is no way in hell I'm taking any pictures in there. Not for any amount of money.

Jude and Kwest practically peed their pants when they saw the Boyz studio. Then they started to do the actual hand grab.

It was at that point that I left and walked aimlessly through the other studios.

I was trying to be the bigger person cause Lord knows there's a whole lot of shit I could've done or said that would have made both of them cringe.

A lot.

Anyway, the studios themselves are great; they have state-of-the-art equipment and everything is brand new. It still smells like paint in some of them. Which may or may not be a bad thing considering Jude and I don't get along. Maybe if I smell enough fumes, I can feign death and she'll stop looking at me like I'm a walking disease. Cause I'm not!

I'm safe. I get checked. Promise.

So the only real bad thing is that Jude and I can't agree on which studio to use. Mine or hers. She always pulls this, "I'm better than you" shit so we can do whatever she wants.

She didn't say it this time. Or say much actually. She just glanced around, but I know what she was thinking. I can just tell.

It's in her eyes. Not that I can read them.

I just know.

So much for a neutral studio space.

And since this comes down to music, it's over my dead body that I am going to let her have her reign. This is a collaboration and I am going to make sure she remembers that.

Jude watch. I mean just watch. But you too, Jude. This isn't just about you.

D left it up to us. We could use any of the studios to record in. It's just us, the studios, and this confessional. No one else. Not even him. That's insane. But he's spreading himself thin if he thinks he could control this project, so it's ours.

That's how it's gonna be. Just Jude and I. Not like that. I mean – Just us and the music. Yeah, that's better.

Just us and the music.


A/N:Next Chapter: The Diva – The First Song

Jude writes her first song. Not her first actual song. But, it feels like it anyway.