Disclaimer:I do not own SEGA, or any of the Sonic characters. Jake Wentworth and Tanya are my own creation.
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Two days later, at 11:55 AM, Amy was sitting on a chair, while the secretary talked with Jake Wentworth over the phone.
"Mr. Wentworth will see you now," the secretary said. "Right through that door."
Amy hopped off the chair and walked through the door. On the other side, he saw Wentworth sitting behind a desk, waiting for her.
The office itself was sparsely furnished. The carpet under her shoes was colored a dark brown. There was a bookcase filled with books behind him. There were a couple of lamps on either side of the desk, and a couple of chairs in front of the desk.
"I'm glad you came, Miss Rose," he said. "Please, have a seat."
She sat down on one of the seats in front of him.
"I gave your offer some thought, and I decided to take it," Amy said.
"Good. Just sign this contract, and we'll be ready to start," Wentworth said.
He slid a contract across the table, and Amy took a look. Basically, it said the same stuff that they discussed back at the coffeehouse. She signed the contract.
"Come back tomorrow, and we'll start recording," Wentworth said.
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After 5 days of recording, Amy walked into the apartment. Holly was at the table, eating some fat-free pudding.
"So, how's the big singing star?" Holly asked.
"Nobody knows me yet, except as 'that girl that chases after Sonic'," Amy said. "We bundled my song, now titled You're My Number One, with a bunch of other popular artists. That way, people will probably hear my singing debut."
"So, when can we get a copy?" Holly asked.
"It comes out in a week," Amy said, holding up a CD. "But we got an advance copy."
Holly took the CD from her hand and read the back.
"Wow, when you say "popular artists", you're not kidding," she said. "This should sell better than Star Wars stuff at a Sci-fi convention. But is there any reason you're named Rose instead of Amy?
"They said, and I agree, that Rose sounded like a better name for a singer," Amy answered.
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Two weeks have passed. The CD was at the top of the sales charts, and Amy got some money from the sales. Not enough to change their lives, but they had a little more money coming in than before.
Anyways, Amy was woken up by the ringing phone. She turned over in her bed and grabbed the receiver.
"Hello?" she answered.
"Amy? It's Tanya, your agent. Listen, I got you a great opportunity." the voice at the other end said.
Amy sat up in bed, now wide awake.
"What is it?" she asked.
"I played your song for a few people at Casinopolus, and they agreed to have you sing a couple of songs in the early afternoon, at the casino," she answered.
"Isn't that when they get the least business?"
"Yes, but this way, people who hear your song will also connect a face with the music. I trust you got the lyrics for that new song."
"You mean Diamond in the Sky? Yeah, I got that."
"The record company wants you to sing that and Your My Number One for your performance. It lasts a week, and you will get paid by the casino."
"When does it start?"
"A week from today, so start practicing."
To be continued...