Peeta
"Come on Snow, just give her a contract! She is really good!" I was trying to keep my promise to Katniss and get her a recording contract, but the head of my label, Mr. Snow, won't give her one.
"Peeta, she plays on stage on time, after your drummer had too much brandy, and thinks she's a star. She is just not star material in my eyes." That pissed me off, but I kept my temper...for the moment.
"Look, she plays guitar, drums, keyboards, bass, and sings. What more you need? Plus, she is hotter than hell! She'll sell a millions albums if you just give her a chance!"
He refused to budge. I thought for a minute before making him an offer.
"Okay, than let's make a deal than." He leaned forward, now interested. Making deals is his specialty.
"Go ahead." Hook, line, and sinker. I have him now.
"Let her make a demo. If I can get her to sell a thousand albums with out me singing or writing any music or lyrics, than will you give her the contract?" I know I would be allowed to play, I've done it with other artist who Snow signed. He thought for a minute.
"Okay Peeta, if she sells a thousand albums, with only you playing guitar, then she can have her contract." Yes!
"But, if it's a flop, then you lose your contract." Wait, what! If she fails, I lose making music! I think on it for a minute, before making up my mind.
"You have a deal Snow." We shook hands and the deal was official.
Katniss
I got home from my job at the music shop and hit the sofa. Ever since Nazareth's live album became available, everyone ran to the shop and bought the live album. Even my family, because I got credit for drumming and back vocals for the rest of the songs. Even though I love my job, being surrounded by instruments and albums, I wish I was a real musician.
My phone rang, and I picked up. I didn't even check the caller I.D. I wished I had.
"Katniss, this is Peeta." Oh my god! Peeta just called me! I jumped up from the sofa and tried to act cool.
"Hey Peeta. What's up?" Oh, I wished I had said something else.
"Well, how about you meet me at the park so I can tell you in person." Tell me what!
"Sure. See you there." I said, kind excited.
"Cool." He chuckled and hung up. Wait, what do I wear? I decided on a summer dress, even thought it's Spring, and my best pair of shoes. Well, here goes nothing.
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