A/N: Hey guys! So there is the next chapter of Making the Band. I hope you guys enjoy it. There are a lot of confessionals in this chapter but they were needed.
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ProTIP:
Over and Over by New Edition is the song in this chapter.
Please note that in this story it is an original song written by Kwest and Tom Quincy. Every song for now on will be considered original unless otherwise stated.
Disclaimer: I do NOT own: Glee, Instant Star, Making the Band, any characters, places, words or phrases from any of the aforementioned television shows, Over and Over by New Edition (please note that in this story it is an original song written by Kwest and Tom Quincy) or anything else you can find out side of fandom.
THIS FANFICTION IS UNBETA'D BUT PROOFREAD BY HUMANS. ANY REMAINING MISTAKES ARE UNINTENTIONAL. APOLOGIES FOR ANY INCONVENIENCE.
Artie Confessional
I am not a fan of our A&R guy, Jamie. I don't know. He seems like a lame. Worse yet, he seems like a music snob. You know the people I'm talking about. The people who think they're better music fans than you because they know some obscure bands and artists and 1000 of their equally obscure songs which also happen to be horrible. I hate those fucking people. Those bands and artists are obscure because like you, they suck.
Puck Confessional
I can not believe that that dude Jamie said that our group was too "mainstream for his tastes but he'd see what he could do for us." Wack!
The boys returned home from their first day at G Major happy but a little worried about Jamie. The first thing he had said to them was "you're a little to mainstream for my tastes but I'll see what I can do for you." If Mike hadn't of put his hand on Puck's shoulder all hell would have broken loss in his office.
"I want a new guy," Puck said plopping down on the plush couch.
"We can't ask for a new A&R guy, second day on the job," Mike said taking a seat. "Just because the guy was a dick doesn't meant he isn't capable of doing his job."
"True but I didn't like him," Blaine said. He had just come from the kitchen with drinks for everyone.
"I didn't like him either but Darius handpicked him for us," Mike said. "So everyone stop bitching about it and go to bed," he said rising to his feet and disappearing from the living room.
Mike Confessional
We've been her a day. One single, solitary day and the four of them are already bitching. Yes, Jamie was a dick. So? Puck's a dick and we have to deal with his ass. I'm not here to babysit these grown people. We are all here for a common purpose. To make music. We haven't even stepped a toe in the studio and they are already acting like divas. Demanding new people to work for us. Whatever. I guess, I have to take control of the situation and help them get the fuck over themselves.
"Mike's right about bed guys," Blaine said. "We've got to get up early." They all agreed and went to their bedrooms.
Mike got up early the next morning. Showered then went to the kitchen and made everyone fruit salad. When he went into the walk-in pantry to grab the big container of Splenda he saw a giant white board. He pulled his out and went to work on it.
"What's is this?" Puck asked as he pushed Artie into the kitchen.
"It's the schedule," Mike announced. "Where's Sam?" he asked as Blaine came in an grabbed a stool.
"He said he was on his way," Blaine said as he sprinkled some sugar substitute on his bowl of fruit. A few minutes later, Sam came in and took a seat.
"What?" Sam asked Mike, who was staring at him with a hard face.
"I know we gotta take turns or whatever but it's 5:45 right now. I've been up since 3:30," Mike said. "I know that Puck got up at four o'clock so that just left you and Blaine. We all need to be in the kitchen every morning by 5:30."
"That's fine, Dad. Next tell Blaine not to take forty-five minutes in the shower and I'll here on time," Sam snapped.
"I'm not reprimanding you, Sam; unless you think you need to be reprimanded. I'm just saying that when Blaine was taking too long you could have went down to Artie's room to see if you could use his shower," Mike retorted. "Anyway, this is the damn schedule. Learn it, live it, love it."
"Shit," Puck said his eyes roving the white board.
"Busy as shit right?" Blaine said.
"My damn thoughts exactly," Artie said with a deep sigh.
"Yeah, I'm not too excited about that," Sam said pointing to a place on the schedule that said Dance rehearsals 3pm-7pm.
"You know I'll help you, Sam," Mike said. "At rehearsals and here at the apartment if you want."
"Yeah I know. Thanks man," Sam said with a brief smile.
"Alright. It's five til six. Let's go," Mike said as he cleared their bowls and put the leftover fruit salad away.
They all grabbed their gym bags and packets and headed out the door.
When the boys arrived in the Bronx they went inside the narrow building in front of them. The sign on the wall said The Impossible Kwest Studios - 5th floor. They looked around for an elevator and were disappointed when they realized that there wasn't one.
"Fuck," Puck groaned and he and Mike grabbed the legs of Artie's chair and Sam and Blaine grabbed the hand grips. The four of them lifted him and started up the stairs. When they finally reached the fifth floor, they set him down. "Fuck," Puck said again.
"Did everyone bring their packet?" Mike asked. Artie held up all five packets. "Alright, let's go," he said as he led them down the hallway.
"Fellas!" Kwest smiled as they came in the small but spacious room. "How ya'll doing this morning?"
"I'm fine," Artie said, "but they not."
"What's wrong?" Kwest asked.
"You need to get a damn elevator," Mike said, plopping down on the couch.
"Or a giant dumbwaiter," Blaine commented as he sat down beside Mike.
"What?" Kwest laughed.
"Ironsides is heavier than he looks," Sam said.
"The least this fucking building could do it get a damn ramp," Puck said. Kwest was doubled over laughing. "What's funny?"
"Ya'll! If ya'll dumbasses would have come down the alley, there's an elevator," he told him between laughs.
"Damn," Puck said under his breath.
"Hoo boy! Thank you. I needed that laugh," Kwest said finally catching his breath.
"Anyway, can we get started?" Mike asked taking his packet from Artie.
"Not yet," Kwest said. "We're waiting on Tom." They all nodded and pulled the song out of the envelopes while they waited. Fifteen minutes later, Tommy rolled in and threw his bag and leather jacket in the empty chair at the board beside Kwest. "You're late."
"I wasn't aware," Tommy griped.
"What happened this time?" Kwest asked.
"Oh you know, 'move the crib away from the window it could come open.'. And, 'we should moved the bottle warmer to the nursery. I know I said it's ideal in the kitchen but that's a lot of walking. Oh! We could get a mini fridge in the nursery too!'. And, 'Tommy, we have to repaint the baby's room. I don't think I'm going to like stripes in a few months.'. Then, 'Oh, Tommy could you go down to Scully's. They're the only place that will put cottage cheese and pickles on a pizza for me.'," Tommy said, going through his bag. "She's driving me crazy and the baby's not even here yet. And do you think it matters to her that I was going to be late? No. She says that if she put the baby before her career then I can be thirty minutes late. It's not like I'm the one walking around in maternity skinny jeans and a basketball under my shirt. I'll live if I'm a little late," Tommy told them as he put his bag on the floor and sat down.
"Aww, when's your wife due?" Blaine asked.
"In a few months," Tommy answered, "thank God."
"Ya'll ready to get started?" Kwest asked laughing.
"Yeah," Mike answered with a deep sigh.
Kwest nodded and turned back to the board. He pressed a button and a Country/R&B/Funk beat begins. The five of them start to groove to it.
"Ok, this song's called Over and Over. Kwest and I wrote it," Tommy informed them. "This first part is the chorus. Everybody's gonna sing it," Tommy said as he grooved to the beat.
"Over and over and over I try
To get you off of my mind
But I can't win the fight
There's a feelin' I know
When I'm losing in love
It's the feeling I get when I can't get enough," he and Kwest sang.
"This next part is Sam's," Kwest said pointing to Sam.
"Something about you babe
Makes me feel the way I do
Know that I love you babe
So ya treat me like a fool
Wanna tell me babe
How I fit into your plan
Don't ya deceive me baby
I'm just tryin' to be your man cause," Tommy sang.
"Next is Mike," Kwest said pointing to him.
"Oh nobody ever made me feel the is way
And oh I think and dream about you every day
And oh If I could only get you off my mind
Oh but every time I try to run away," Kwest sang.
"The group again," Tommy said.
"Over and over and over I try
To get you off of my mind
But I can't win the fight
There's a feelin' I know
When I'm losing in love
It's the feeling I get when I can't get enough," he and Kwest sang.
"Next up is Blaine," Kwest said pointing to Blaine.
"Something about you baby
Changed the way I look at me
Is it obsession baby
Or just curiosity
You takin' advantage baby
Of my sensitivity
Do what you wanna babe
Just give back my sanity," Tommy sang.
"Then Puck," Kwest said pointing to him.
"Oh no other loves affected me before
Girl you changed the rules but I come back for more
I'm a player in this game I'll never win
This addictive love's about to do me in," Kwest sang.
"Group!" Tommy said.
"Over and over and over I try
To get you off of my mind
But I can't win the fight
There's a feelin' I know
When I'm losing in love
It's the feeling I get when I can't get enough," Kwest and Tommy sang again.
Kwest stopped the song before the next part began.
"Ok, so the next part to the end of song get a bit more complicated," Tommy said. The next line, "something about you baby", is Artie's. That's followed by the rest of you singing,
"Over and over I try
To get you off my mind
But I can't win the fight."
Kwest started the music and the two of them sang that section so that Artie, Sam, Puck, Mike and Blaine knew how it would go.
"The next verse is Artie's," Kwest said as the music kept playing.
"There's something about you baby
When I think about you baby
There's no doubt about it baby
I know it's suicide to stay
But baby every time I try to run away-y," Tommy sang.
"This part is a dance break," Tommy told them as all seven of them grooved to the music. "When the vocals start again, Artie sings the first line then it's the group again," he told him as Kwest sang,
"Oh it's just something about you baby."
" Over and over and over I try
To get you off of my mind
But I can't win the fight
There's a feelin' I know
When I'm losing in love
It's the feeling I get when I can't get enough," Sam, Blaine, Puck and Mike sang this time.
"Nice!" Tommy said beaming. "Alright, the next three lines go to Sam, Artie and Blaine; in that order," he told them.
"It's just something about you babe," Sam sang.
"Something about you baby," Artie crooned.
"Something about you babe," Blaine sang.
"The next four lines go to Puck and Mike," Kwest said. "Mike, then Puck, then Mike, then Puck again. It's kinda like a low chant fellas," he told them.
"Over and over," Mike sang.
"Over and over," Puck sang.
"Over and over," Mike sang again.
"Over and over," Puck sang again.
"Then Artie," Tommy said pointing to him.
"Something about you," Artie sang.
"Now the group till the end," Tommy told them.
"Over and over and over I try
To get you off of my mind
But I can't win the fight
There's a feelin' I know
When I'm losing in love
It's the feeling I get when I can't get enough," all seven of them sang together.
When the song ended, Mike, Sam, Puck, Blaine and Artie all looked at each other, smiles stretched across their faces.
"So?" Tommy said.
"That's dope, yo!" Artie beamed.
"It's bad ass," Puck added. "Awesome!"
"Even though girl was said a couple of times, I'm in love with the song," Blaine said.
"You guys did an amazing job," Mike said to Kwest and Tommy. "That song is awesome."
"It's got a little bit of everything," Sam smiled. "I loved it!"
"Alright! Good to hear," Kwest said. "Let's get you all in the booth together to record the chorus then we'll work on the individual verses.
Artie Confessional
Over and Over is dope! So dope! The world is not ready for this! Not ready! I can't wait for people to hear this. It's hot!
Sam Confessional
Over and Over is so fire! I'm not all that excited about the dance break but I'll get over it. The song is so hot! I think people are gonna love it!
After several hours of singing then going again, and again, and again, the entire song was recorded and roughly mixed. Kwest played the song back and they all loved it.
"Alright ya'll. Think of this as the rough draft," Kwest told them. "Tommy and I gotta clean it up, then Darius gotta get his hands on it and after that you might have to come in a do some rerecording. You are by no means done in this studio, so I'll see you tomorrow," he said.
"Thanks for a great day," Mike said shaking Tommy and Kwest's hands.
"No problem," Tommy said. "You guys did great."
"Thanks," Mike said as he and his bandmates headed toward the door.
"Oh and fellas," Kwest called. They all turned back to look at him.
"Darius said that by the time you guys get here tomorrow, you need to have a band name," he told them.
"What?" Blaine asked shocked. "We have to pick it?"
"Yeah," Tommy said.
Blaine Confessional
So we just found out that we have to come up with a band name. I have no idea what I'm doing when it comes to naming groups. We don't have some kind of story that the name could be pulled from. The letters B, S, A, P and M, don't spell anything. I don't know. I hope we come up with something but all I see is a bunch of dumb idea from Puck and nobody else coming up with anything good.
"What if that's not enough time?" Blaine asked.
"I don't know but I'm thinking that complaining places you promptly in violation of rule number one," Kwest said.
"Right," Blaine said, "no bitchassness."
"Right," Tommy said, "now get out of here. Bianca can be a bitch. Especially when you're late."
"See ya," Mike said as he, Puck, Sam, Artie and Blaine made their way to the elevator.
Mike Confessional
Blaine is freaking out over nothing. Do I think that picking a band name will be hard? Yes, I'm predicting that it'll be hard as shit but I'm not overly concerned because we all know that we have to do this; so it'll be in our minds all day. I don't know. Maybe I just think he's being a little...over-dramatic. I can only hope that it doesn't effect the way this name picking thing goes.
