Hey sorry, it's been a while, I know it's not an excuse but I've been dealing with a few personal problems, but anyway here is chapter 7. As always comment, PM and review xx
I DON'T OWN ANYTHING
Chapter 7
Beca was currently in a meeting with one of her favorite artists David Guetta. They had met at her first Grammy after party, he had congratulated her on winning best producer and had mentioned how great the album was and that he was amazed that she had one on her first ever attendance as it rare. From then on the two had become great friends with Beca even co-producing an album with him. She loved working with him, he was really nice and had a great sense of humor.
They were discussing a new song that they were planning to do for Sia. One of the hottest artists at the moment and they both thought it would be good if they collaborated on something together, so here they were sitting on the studio's sofa with sheets music paper and a bunches of lyrics scattered across the coffee table.
"Okay, so David, where were you thinking of going with this?"
"Well I had an original idea of going with something like overcoming life's obstacles, something people can relate to,"
"That's great, I really like it. And with some of the lyrics, you already have I can tell this is going to be something big. I can see people definitely being able to relate,"
The cogs in Beca's head were already turning, ideas were forming in her mind and she became completely tuned out to the world. She was staring straight ahead, but she was thinking up the melody in her head, how it would sound. What instruments would she use? Piano? That was probably the best option. She would normally start any song she was doing on either piano or guitar, but the guitar didn't seem right for this one. She could already envision the melody playing, in a...F minor? Yeah, that would be great. Beca was snapped out of her thoughts by someone snapping their fingers in front of her face. She snapped her head and saw it was David, a smile plastered on his face.
"What are you smiling like that for?" Beca said with a scowl. He just laughed at her.
"I can literally hear your thoughts Beca, you were so far into them,"
"Well, I have an idea," Beca said standing up and going into the booth where there was a baby grand piano. David stayed outside and rested his hand on his chin, intrigued by the girl's sudden burst of inspiration.
Beca sat down at the piano, her fingertips brushing against the ivory keys before she placed them down and began the start of the melody she had been thinking of earlier. It was simple yet powerful, concentration etched across her face as she just kept playing trying to figure up new places to take the song.
David watched in awe, he had always loved watching the girl work her magic, it was simply incredible to watch. No matter how many times he worked with her, he was always amazed by the girl's talent and passion for music, it reminded him of himself when he was her age except he had never gotten as far as she had. But the fame had never gotten to her, of course, she had her times where she could be arrogant but she was a fairly grounded person which he respected he knew plenty of celebrities how had become egotistical and let the fame get to them. He listened to the fading notes of Beca on the piano and smiled to himself. This was going to be something special.
By the time Beca had finished she was pretty certain that this was the right direction to take the song, and hoped David agreed. She stood up and exited the booth and was met by a beaming man, who held his hand up for a high-five, Beca took it and laughed.
"You recorded that right?" She said taking a sip of her water.
"Umm," David looked at the floor in embarrassment.
"David? Please tell me you did?"
David brought his gaze up to meet Beca's eyes before smiling and laughing.
"What?" she said confused not getting what he was laughing about.
"You seriously think I would let you go into the booth without hitting record, god Becs I am a producer to you know?" he said still laughing as Beca's eyes narrowed at him, he began hitting him on the arm, David just kept laughing.
"You asshole, I hate you,"
They were both in fits of laughter by now, but Beca was still trying to hit him.
"Jeez, woman stop," he said trying to protect himself just as a very confused redhead walked through the door stopping in her tracks as she saw what was happening, it took a few seconds as the two producers froze and Chloe just smiled.
"Nice to see what you are up to all day, Boss," she said with a laugh. Beca just smiled at got up from the floor and straightened out her clothes.
"What do I owe this pleasure?"
"Well, I just wanted to let you know that Emily and Cynthia Rose are done and are waiting in your office,"
"Ahh, that's great. Thank you so much. How was the pasta salad?" Beca said remembering the redhead's reaction as she tried.
"Oh my gosh, it was like the best thing I've ever had, thank you for that by the way," she said with a slight blush, not going unnoticed by Beca.
"Well I'm glad you liked it," she said sheepishly. The two stayed in silence before Chloe spoke up.
"So, I'll see you back in your office?"
"Yeah, just give me 5 minutes to wrap up here and I'll meet you up there."
Chloe nodded before shutting the door. As soon as she heard it click shut, David began rambling off a million questions,
"Who was THAT? What did I just see? When did that happen? Are you to together? Why-"
"Stop! Calm down," she said interrupting him, as she practically face planted into the sofa.
"Okay, okay I will. But you better start talking." David said sitting down beside the producer.
"She's my new manager. It's her first day, but we bumped into each other one night at JD's, and I can't get her outta my mind," Beca said her hands covering her now red face.
"Well for one, congrats on getting a manager in god know how long, and secondly only a day? Mitchell, you move fast."
"No, it's not like that. I don't know she just feels...different. Special perhaps, I don't really know yet, but there is something,"
"Well I wish you the best of luck my small friend," he said earning a glare from the girl, "Now you better get going, don't want to keep red waiting," he said with a wink. Beca just sighed and turned to him,
"This doesn't go anywhere outside of these walls, right?"
"Of course not, secret's safe with me,"
"Okay, well I better get going, do whatever you need to finish off, I'll talk to you later,"
Beca walked down the hall towards her office, her mind filling with the redhead. Before she knew it, she was already outside her office. She opened the door and was met with three women laughing over something or other, Chloe realized the extra person in the room and turned towards the door.
"Oh hey, Beca. I was just getting to know these two,"
"That's okay," Beca said setting down at her desk, the women following her Chloe standing up whilst Emily and CR sat in the two chairs. Emily handed over a flash-drive to which Beca plugged in and music began playing throughout the office via the Bluetooth speakers that had been installed.
The Greatest Showman-MIllion Dreams
I close my eyes and I can see
The world that's waiting up for me
That I call my own
Through the dark, through the door
Through where no one's been before
But it feels like home
They can say, they can say it all sounds crazy
They can say, they can say I've lost my mind
I don't care, I don't care, so call me crazy
We can live in a world that we design
'Cause every night I lie in bed
The brightest colors fill my head
A million dreams are keeping me awake
I think of what the world could be
A vision of the one I see
A million dreams is all it's gonna take
A million dreams for the world we're gonna make
There's a house we can build
Every room inside is filled
With things from far away
The special things I compile
Each one there to make you smile
On a rainy day
They can say, they can say it all sounds crazy
They can say, they can say we've lost our minds
I don't care, I don't care if they call us crazy
Runaway to a world that we design
Every night I lie in bed
The brightest colors fill my head
A million dreams are keeping me awake
I think of what the world could be
A vision of the one I see
A million dreams is all it's gonna take
A million dreams for the world we're gonna make
However big, however small
Let me be part of it all
Share your dreams with me
You may be right, you may be wrong
But say that you'll bring me along
To the world you see
To the world, I close my eyes to see
I close my eyes to see
Every night I lie in bed
The brightest colors fill my head
A million dreams are keeping me awake
A million dreams, a million dreams
I think of what the world could be
A vision of the one I see
A million dreams is all it's gonna take
A million dreams for the world we're gonna make
For the world, we're gonna make
By the time the music had faded out Beca was stunned. It was incredible, what the two had managed to accomplish in just one day,
"How on earth did you manage to do this all in one day?"
"Well I had most of the lyrics already so it was just the task of putting them together then CR producing it," Emily said nervously.
"Well, it was incredible, I am going to send this up to Jesse who handles all this kind of music, I think we had an offer to do a soundtrack I think this could fit in,"
"Are you serious?" Emily said shocked
"Deadly. This is really good, I'd be stupid not to use it,"
"Does this mean?"
"Yes. Welcome to BM Atlantic."
Hope you guys all enjoyed x