We stood there in shock. As we were standing there a guy with a very nice suit came in. our teacher turned to him and waved him over.

"everyone this is mr. Boyd he is the man I called to come and see you"

" Hey" we all said at once.

It was know time to show him what we were made of. We were going to sing My immortal but we decide on missing. I went up to the mic and started to sing.

Please, please forgive me,
But I won't be home again.
Maybe someday you'll look up,
And, barely conscious, you'll say to no one,
'Isn't something missing?'

You won't cry for my absence, I know.
You forgot me long ago,
Am I that unimportant?
Am I so insignificant?
Isn't someone missing me?

Even though I'm the sacrifice,
You won't try for me, not now.
Though I'd die to know you love me,
I'm all alone.
Isn't someone missing me?

Please, please forgive me,

But I won't be home again.
I know what you do to yourself,
I breathe deep and cry out.
Isn't something missing?

Even though I'm the sacrifice,
You won't try for me, not now.
Though I'd die to know you love me,
I'm all alone.
Isn't someone missing me?

Even though I'm the sacrifice,
You won't try for me, not now.
Though I'd die to know you love me,
I'm all alone.
Isn't someone missing me?

After we were done singing Mr. Boyd got up and was smiling he walked up to us and said "great job, I would love for you to be part of tama records"

" really"

"come by tomorrow and we will right a contract"

"sure" then he left.