Disclaimer: I do not own SoN.
A/N: Ladies and Gentlemen let me present to you the writer's block. Yes, I am getting a bad case of it or maybe the pressure of writing the "meeting" got the best of me. I really do not know the difference. I am really nervous on how it will all go down and the pressure is getting to me. Anyway, hope you enjoy it and I really tried to give it justice. Don't forget to leave a review, let me know what you think.
Chapter 13
Spencer POV
I roam around the studio for quite a bit. Filming everything and anything I see. I feel like a kid in Disneyland for the first time, giggling as I sneak around. I search for Kyla and Aiden hoping for someone familiar face I can film. I hide behind pillars of what looked like huge stoplights to film an unexpected couple making out behind it, an employee loitering around the buffet table while picking his nose, gossiping make-up artists around their stations and someone sleeping in the DJ booth. Pumped with adrenaline, I continue sneaking around different areas looking for something more interesting. Hoping and wishing I bump into Ashley. I wish Brooke was here to show me around.
At the far end of a long hallway, I stumble upon a door which said 'Authorized Personnel Only' underneath it a paper taped added the words 'Be warned you are about to enter THE D.E.B.'. I approach it with caution, looking around if someone may see me sneak in. Armed with my trusty camera, I mean Brooke's trusty camera I enter the well lit room, rows and rows of awards covered by a thick glass wall. The room was empty. I place the camera down on a chair and admire the pictures and items around. I slowly walk around and my attention was captured by an old guitar placed in the middle on the room. A stoplight brilliantly lit the familiar looking guitar. I've seen this guitar before. Where have I seen this before?
I slowly approach it and cannot help my hands touch it. I took it out of its holding and moved it closer to my face to examine it clearly. A yellow circular sticker that looked like an angel's halo was the only new thing on it however I remember every bump and scratch on it. I definitely had seen this guitar before. This is definitely my Father's guitar. I distinctly remember asking him to teach me to play it one time. But what is it doing here? I shake my head. No, it cannot possibly be the same guitar. The company making this guitar made thousand maybe millions of the exact same model. Random possibilities swim through my mind for an explanation. Every one bizarre than the next.
Suddenly a voice interrupted me "What are you doing here? The sign clearly said Authorized Personnel Only" An irate voice startled me causing me to drop the thing on my hand. An ear splitting crash broke out as the wooden guitar met the hard concrete floor. I slowly turn around to meet the owner of the voice that startled me.
Blue met brown.
I jumped in place as Ashley Davies stood in front of me. We stared for a while but she broke our eye contact as she glance down the object on the floor. I see her eyes started to water as her hard made a fist and started to shake immensely. I didn't have enough courage to turn around and look at the guitar on the floor. By the look on Ashley's face I can only assume the guitar had broken to pieces. I just stared and watch her as I shake in fear. I can only hear myself swallow hard as she pants heavily.
I built enough courage as I speak out "I am incredibly sorry. I'll replace" by I was cut off by her screaming
"Sorry is not good enough. You can't possibly replace something so valuable" Her scream echoed around the room and made me jump backwards causing another ear splitting crunch as my foot found the broken object on the floor.
I see her closed her eyes as she shake harder this time. Two people bust in the door surprising me yet again causing my other foot yes you guessed it to crush the guitar. If I can only smack myself behind the head, I will numerous times now. I looked at the two new people in the room and shoot them a pleading look. Kyla and Aiden looked between me, Ashley and down on the former guitar. Aiden moved immediately to Ashley who has her eyes still closed and wrap his arms around her. Kyla help me pull the guitar off on me.
"I think you better leave" Aiden broke the silence "Go now"
"Come on Spence let's wait for Brooke outside"
Kyla took my hand in hers and lead me outside. I quickly glance back to look at Ashley who sob on Aiden's shoulders. Her eyes finally opened and fall on me and if looks can kill. She would have killed me then and there.
A/N: No, okay. I'm sorry. I suck. I'm a terrible person. What more do you want me to say?