Forgive me Dx Well try too. I was on vacation, and then when I got back I just got sooooo lazy. So it's pretty much my fault for procrastinating. But I'm backish, I'll try to write every week…or two before school starts or if I'm not being too lazy or with friends or something. So yeah…if you can find it in your hearts to forgive me then…yaaaaaaay :D
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"Write a song, make a note for the lump that sits inside your throat."
The rough tongue on her cheek of the English Mastiff awoke Hailey from her slumber. She turned away from the canine covering herself with the blanket, only to be reawakened by the alarm clock on her bedside table.
"Really?" Her voice groggy in disbelief, she threw the covers off glaring at the red numbers that read 6:30 am. She had only slept for four hours. She grabbed her glasses, towel, and toothbrush and opened her room door, careful not to bump into her massive dog. Before she rubbed the sleepiness from her eyes and claimed a bathroom to herself, she banged her fists on all the other doors she was sure her best friends were sleeping soundly in.
"Wake the fuck up! We've got to be at the studio at eight!" Her slight New York accent rung throughout the whole apartment, she was small…but she packed a pair of huge lungs. Her sleep deprived face twisted into its amused expression once she heard the profanity coming from all three rooms.
"Did you really have to be so loud though?"
"Honestly, all you had to do was tap."
"I would've woken up on time; I'm used to waking up early."
The tall brunette, petite blonde and redhead all glared at their 'friend'. They were in the elevator of the infamous studio that they were so kindly brought and signed to a day earlier, their eyes never left the back of Hailey's head.
"How else would you guys hear my sultry voice? Do I look cool or what?" Hailey said completely ignoring the fact that she could possibly be murdered by the time she and her friends reached their destination. The young Casablanca posed as she showed off her outfit, a blue and white striped short sleeved top, covered by high waist blue shorts that showed off the huge owl tattoo on her left thigh, blue suspenders that she wore proudly, blue suede ankle boots and a gray cardigan.
"You look like a dork." Charlie replied, staring at the small bunny with nerdy glasses where the pocket should be on her best friends' sweater. She looked down at her beige strapless dress with brown, blue, and red squiggles across, it wasn't plain nor was it out there, it was just…her. Charlie rolled her eyes at Hailey's response, causing Amery and Liz to laugh.
"But I look cool right?"
The ping of the elevator indicating their stop brought their attention away from the New Yorker. Amery was the first to trip out of the elevator her light pink off the shoulders flowy belted dress flapping upwards as her black ankle boots, caught themselves in the nook between the elevator and the ground floor. Before she even hit the ground Liz's arm shot out to Amery's and pulled her up.
"Reflexes of a damn cat!" The southerner yelled out in awe of herself, she dusted off her floral a-line dress as if giving herself props for her 'heroic' ways. She stepped out of the elevator just to stumble onto the girl she just finished saving. "Jesus!"
"That was some 007 shit Redneck, you've got to teach me your super sly ways." Hailey smirked as she walked out the elevator with Charlie behind both being smart enough to not step on the crack.
"Why don't you shut your tiny pixie mouth before I make you Casablancas." The redhead said slightly irritated, well more embarrassed then anything, she knew Hailey had a blast just picking on people. She already towered over the 5'2 petite brunette with her 5'9 stature but the two inch heels, though short made her feel like an Amazonian compared to Hailey. Just as Liz knew that Hailey loved to be mean, she also knew she hated to be threatened.
"Come at me bro! I'll drop kick your gigantor ass right now!" Charlie and Amery couldn't contain their laughter as they each grabbed a girl and pulled them away. Honestly, they wouldn't know who would win in a fight between them, yeah Liz was bigger, but Hailey was damn crazy.
"Hails, your ghetto is showing. Stop it." Charlie said to the smaller brunette in front of her who quickly covered herself as if she was exposing herself to the world, a small apology came from her lips as she looked around the hall hoping no one had seen her –as her brother and friends loved to call it- 'Ghetto side'.
"And come on Liz, you know that Hailey reacts faster to threats than a-…than a... um… I had something for this…" Amery started but got lost in her train of thoughts but was quickly saved by the foul mouthed brunette.
"Faster than a dick to pussy…unless the guy's gay…or a virg-"
"Okay! Thank you Hailey for that wonderful analogy." Charlie said patting the messy haired brunette on her head who surprisingly wasn't wearing a slouchie beanie.
"Anytime Chuck!" Hailey said with a thumbs up that quickly turned into a flip of the bird when Liz kindly called her a dork.
"Well that's a nice gesture so early in the morning." The girls turned around to see Kelly smiling at them amusingly, her planner/check book held in her arms tightly. Charlie pushed Hailey's still obscene hand down and smiled sheepishly at her new boss's assistant.
"Kelly! Sup?" The 'Leader' asked the African American woman in front of her, earning a don't-try-to-hide-what-you-just-did look from the assistant. Kelly shook her head in amazement, how can these four young, trouble making looking girls be related to some very talented and well respected musicians.
"What is 'up' is that you girls are wasting some of my PRECIOUS TIME instead of SHOWING ME YOUR 'WELL WRITTEN SONGS' that you so pride yourselves after." The loud obnoxious voice of Gustavo Rocque rang throughout the hall, it didn't help that it had an echo. Poor Kelly looked frightened to death since she somehow did not hear him coming from behind, her surprised expression softened as the girls spoke their minds.
"Well I like to think of it as starting the day with a bit of common courtesy."
"Why are you Americans' so angry?"
"Hey not all of us are like that, what he needs is to get out of this place and to the south from some hospitality."
"Dude, you're seriously going to make someone deaf one day…if not already."
Gustavo's face grew red with each comment he heard from the lovely ladies in front of him. He wanted to strangle them, throw them in a pit of sharks, and dangle them over acid…
"Remember what Griffin said and who they are Gustavo." Kelly whispered to her boss she knew too well, she knew well enough what he was thinking.
The heavy set man let out a breath of air he hadn't noticed he had been holding, he closed his eyes, breathed in, and screamed even louder than before.
The girls jumped from their spots by the sudden outburst, remembering what Julian, Hailey's brother had revealed about the record producer in front of them.
"Gustavo Rocque? I heard he's an angry little man, with like high blood pressure and he screams every five seconds, or something…" The older Casablancas said into the receiver unsure, it was all rumors but there is always some sort of truth in them.
"Whoa, really?" Hailey said amazed, pressing the speaker icon and repeating to her friends what her brother had just said. The deep gruffy voice of the indie rocker sounded through the room, "Yeah, so listen to me because I'm only going to say this once."
The girls intrigued, moved closer to the iPhone in Hailey's hand as if that would make them listen harder.
"Don't fuck it up."
"Jules! Why would we?"
"Why would you? You guys are assholes' that's why…no offense." He said nonchalantly at the end, getting a 'none taken' from each girl.
"He's probably going to work your asses off, and you're going to hate him every now and then, and are probably going to end up getting back at him or something. It doesn't work that way anymore ladies, you fuck up once and you could be done for the rest of your lives." He finished loudly; not exactly angry, he just wanted to make sure they knew not to mess up such a big opportunity.
"All we want is to be who we were meant to be, Musicians like you guys. Why is that so hard to believe, we don't want to fuck this up as much as you don't want us too…" Charlie said she was determine to become someone, it's what she always wanted.
"Yeah Julian, We got this. We're not going to jeopardize our careers for a bit of fun." The southern belle stated; they had to take this seriously, even if the guy was a bit of a douche.
"This is important to us, and I'm not trying to get deported back to England because of these slags." Amery added smiling at the fact that she had insulted her friends and only one actually understood what it meant.
"Bitch just called us whores!" Hailey exclaimed looking bewildered and getting shocked reactions from the other two non-English slang speaking girls.
"Anyways! Yeah Jules we got this, we'll be good I promise…and if we're not, I also promise you'll be the first person I call if I'm ever incarcerated…Love you!" She hastily said as she heard him respond with not so many kind words.
"Hailey you little..."
"Byeeeeeeeee" She quickly pressed end and turned off her phone and smiled.
"So what's this about us being slags?" Charlie said turning to the shortest of the four, her arms across her chest glaring at the sheepishly smiling girl.
They had walked into studio A, Gustavo already sitting at his spot with Kelly behind him hoping that what these girls had written could knock Gustavo off his seat, she liked these girls, they had lots of spunk and wanted them to prove Gustavo wrong about their song writing skills.
Amery politely smiled at the older people in the room and gave them each lyrics and music sheets to their song that she so kindly wrote up for the 'boss man'.
"Let It Ride? Even the name sounds stupid…" Gustavo said from his seat not bothering to look up as he read the lyrics.
"You're stupid!" Hailey began but was silenced by Charlie as she walked in front of her.
"How about we play you the song and you judge us from then…" She suggested and got a nod from the overweight man with the scowl on his face. So the name was pretty good, and the lyrics weren't so bad…he didn't have to tell them though.
The girls walked to the instruments that were placed in the recording room, Charlie grabbed an electric guitar, as did Liz, Amery held a bass, and Hailey made her way back to the drums.
Liz started with the same melody that they had created just a few hours ago, a small smile on her face, she always felt at home whenever she had a guitar strapped around her body. The redhead looked up as Charlie began the song.
"We lay on the floor
Breathe it in deep
don't speak, don't say a word
just savoring"
Charlie ended the note with a palm muting of her guitar and the beginning of Hailey's drumming, exactly how they had practiced the day before. Liz began the next verse, her southern accent falling away as it always did every time she sang.
"You're all that I have
and all to hold on to
you carry me on"
Amery began the next verse she had written herself, her voice always clear rung out slightly groggily giving it a much more grunge approach to the lyrics.
"Come on, come on
Catch your falling star
Chase all your dreams
And don't let them go"
Together, they seemed unstoppable, their voices meshed so well. There wasn't a harmony they couldn't create.
"Take me away
let's get out of this town
Run, baby, run
we're unstoppable now
On top of the world
Sing it out loud
And mean it and keep believing
We've got the rest of our lives
Let it ride"
Hailey began the next verse on her own, her neck stretched over to the microphone placed next to the drum set, she was able to control her voice, making it growly just like her brother did.
"We're running away
Don't tell anyone
We'll be the talk of the town
We'll be the envy of everyone
Dances to mixtapes and chart tops
So don't, don't, don't let this go"
They sang the chorus together once more and a couple more times after that, each one giving it their own flare with each word.
"Take me away
Let's get out of this town
Run, baby, run
We're unstoppable now
On top of the world
Sing it out loud
And mean it and keep believing
We've got the rest of our lives
So let it ride
The time of our lives
Let it ride"
Once they stopped playing and singing they all looked over at Gustavo and Kelly with hopeful expressions. They knew they had to tweak it up a bit but they knew the song was good.
Kelly smiled proudly at the girls, they'd done it. They showed what they were capable of and she knew Gustavo now had to swallow his pride. The assistant gave the girls a thumbs up and a nod of her head before she turned to looked at Gustavo.
The girls watched as they bickered, hearing nothing since they were in a sound proof room. They watched as Kelly got into his face and he got into hers, and in the end they cringed as they saw her smacking her boss upside the head, earning a pout from the grown man. He moved over to the sound board and pressed a button,
"That was…stupid. Ow!" Three out of the four girls winced as Kelly smacked him so hard they heard it through the room.
"Alright alright, it was good, but with my help I can make it better." Gustavo said a small smile on his face even though he had just been attacked.
The girls jumped from their spots and hugged each other careful not to hurt one another with the instruments. They squealed and laughed, they were just happy. They were already one step closer. But before they could continue with their joyous moment a voice that only Charlie had embedded into her mind called out from the back of the room.
"Who are they?" The tall blonde said from the door, his three friends behind him with a look of curiosity.
Soooo, This one sucked ass… I'm writing more though. Hopefully you guys like it and if so please review :D Also in this chapter I had to describe some dresses like the color and stuff...I am actually semi color blind...sooo I wrote what I saw lol.