"Cassadee! Hey this is Pete." The voice spoke happily. "Listen, I've got some time I want you and your guys to head up here; we want to sign you onto our label." I was still frozen, every emotion somehow finding a way to be bubbling up inside of me.
"Cassadee, who is it?" Alex asked slightly alarmed from across the table. "Give me the phone." He said pulling it out of my hands. I sat in shock looking at him in disbelief. "Hello this is Alex, Cassadee seems a bit too shocked to speak at the moment."
The voice on the other end laughed. "Hey this is Pete Wentz, I'm going to assume that you're the Alex in Hey Monday?"
Alex's face was almost a mirror of Cassadee's for a moment, until pure joy took over. "Yes I am that Alex." His voice was full of excitement. "What can we do for you Mr. Wentz?"
A chuckle was heard on the other end. "Please, Alex, call me Pete. Mr. Wentz makes me feel a bit too old."
Alex laughed, "Sure, sorry about that Pete."
"It's all good man. But anyways, like I had told Cassadee we really want you guys to come out here; we want to sign you to the record get some of your music recorded talk over some things for your album. Sound alright to you?"
"Wow." Alex said after a heavy sigh. "That sounds-that sounds great! Of course, we'd love to do that."
"Great, well when do you think you'll be able to get up here?" Pete asked.
"We're going to have to talk to the rest of the band." Alex said after I reminded him of it.
"Fair enough, just call back sometime later today?"
"We will do that! Thank you, again." Alex gushed.
"No problem, bye Alex." Pete said before letting the call end.
Alex sat back, against the plastic seat. "Oh my god!" He said after a few moments.
"Alex!" I squealed, unable to contain it. "It's really happening." I whispered the last part, afraid that if I said it too loud it would somehow jinx it.