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Chapter Eight: Recording Studio

Rose sat with three Daleks in her room, learning about their past and why they only like to exterminate. It turns out that the Daleks were designed to kill, not kill or trained but designed to kill everything in their way. For the past two weeks, Rose had been practicing her songs, learning about the Daleks, talking to Tyson and learning more about the Master.

"Miss Tyler, it's time to go." The Master walked into her room and eyed out all the Daleks. Rose smiled and looked at one of the Dalek. If she didn't know any better, the Daleks looked scared, almost scared like they were terrified of the Master's presents. "You ready, Miss Tyler?"

"Yes, Master." Rose replied standing up and following the Master outside to her car. "Sorry but where are we going again?"

"Your music video for your first song. It's already in the first place in the top ten play list on ITunes and on the radio." The Master replied. He and Rose slid into the car that Tyson and the Master's wife were already in. The car started going and Tyson looked at Rose miserably. His left eye bruised and blood shot, like he had been dangerously beaten up on that one eye. Rose leaned forward and placed her hand on his which was resting on his knee.

"What happened?" Rose asked.

Tyson made a side loop smile. "I knocked my eye against the corner wall and then I tripped over my foot and fell on my face. I think I'm getting a little clumsy; just a bit."

Twenty minutes later they arrived at the music studio. When Rose slid out of the car, she had a sudden aching pain in her stomach. She clutched onto the car and where it was hurting. It felt like someone just ditched a brick at her stomach and it wouldn't leave until a couple of seconds later. Rose push pressure on her stomach which made it worse.

"I don't think she's in the right state to sing today, Master." Tyson said running to her aid. He put his arm around her waist and put her arm over his shoulder letting her lean on him. "I think I should take her back home, let her do this tomorrow instead."

"No," Rose said. She straightened her posture and the pain started to slowly ease away. "I'm fine; I want to do this today." She smiled at Tyson and let go of him. She followed the Master into the music studio with a big fake get-me-out-of-here smile. The Master, his wife who still hadn't told Rose her name, Tyson and Rose followed the Master into the music studio. There were a lot of people walking from door to door with microphones or camera or props, whatever you need in a music studio, they had it.

The Time Lord and the three humans walked up to the front desk, Tyson, the Master's wife and the master looked all professional while Rose looked around amuse at what she was seeing. She never thought that she'd be in a music studio recording a song that she actually didn't really like but had no choice to sing! Her first song she has to sing she does not like it at all, but her second song she loves with her whole heart . . . Mainly because she wrote it with Tyson. Rose and Tyson have gotten closer since they practise Rose's first song and it was really cool having a person you could trust with your belongings and plans.

"You ready?" The Master's wife asked Rose. Rose didn't really like her; she was too quiet and too perfect for the whole. The other days she found the Master's just working in her office just doing her own things, taking calls, doing paper work, smiling like there's nothing wrong.

"Of course I am." Rose replied following the Master's wife to a recording studio. She had an interview in the studio afterwards so Rose really hoped that it'd go alright and she wouldn't be a screw up like she normally is. Once she finished recording her two songs which seemed like it'd go on forever, she had lunch and had her interview for a magazine called: What's Hot?

"How long have you been singing?" The interviewer asked.

"My mum said that I was a singer before I could even talk so a pretty long time!" Rose laughed and lied. She wasn't a singer, she was an actress, a liar and she hated every bit of it. She already wanted out of the business.

"What was your favourite childhood song?" The more the interviewer spoke the more familiar he sounded. At times she would look closely to her interviewer but saw nothing familiar except for his dark brown hair. His face was covered up with his clothing and hood but that seemed weird since most interviews the interviewer was always smiling and trying to make the other people/person laugh.

"My favourite childhood song was Tightrope Stephanie McIntosh." Rose replied.

"Okay that's all we have time for. Thank you for being here today, we enjoyed your company."

"No, thank you." Rose shook his hand and pulled her towards him. She leaned forward closer to him and whispered, "Get the Doctor."

The interviewer looked confused then winked. He smiled and left with his tape recorder and his video camera. Rose smiled to herself and hoped that he would get the message.

"Who was that?" Tyson asked as the interviewer left the room. "You look really happy."

"He's an old friend," Rose replied smiling to herself. "A very good friend."

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