Famous Problems

(sequel to "Jealousy") Belle Hinton, a seventeen year old girl, has tough times because her friends and family keep slowly disappearing. First her worst enemy at school, and now the people who mean the most to her. She met the boys when Niall (her cousin) introduced her to them. Since then, the boys have taken her into their hands. Belle is slowly becoming more famous and the tour goes on. And thats whn it starts happening. "Famous Problems"


11. Recording


We finished our wonderful dinner and the doctors assured us that we were fine. I looked at them with an "I told ya so" look. They boys went home and got Sydney and I some random cloths of theirs. I mean, all of our cloths were in the gulf of mexico. They go me some of Zayn's sweatpants and a sweatshirt, and got Sydney the same thing but in Niall's clothes. I looked at her with a smile. Niall likes her. And i have to let her know that. Because i know she likes him too. We got on the tour bus and Sydney plopped down on the couch, and i plopped down right next to her. I got the lap top to check my emails. I got an email from the recording guy.

'I heard about the crash. Are you okay? Do you want to re-schedule?'

I replied back.

'No. Well be there in an hour if that's okay.'

'That's fine with me'


I cant believe that all of that was true! i thought that the stalker dude, just set that all up, so he could get us on that plane.

"Lets get ready. We still have to meet up with that guy." I said to Sydney. She wined a little bit, but decided that she actually did want to go, she just didn't want to get up... We quickly went to our drawers, just to find nothing there. That's because we have no clothes, we have no phones. We have nothing, but this big bus. 

"Okay. I guess were going shopping." I looked in my closet and found two whole outfits (just for emergency). I gave Sydney one, hoping it would fit her, and I took the other one. These were meant for when i was in a hurry and i needed an outfit, that was already put together. I was expecting for my "emergency time" to be when im on my way to an award show or something, so they were a bit more dressy than normal. I had a black dress that formed to my body, with black heels. Sydney, had my dress from when i went to dinner with Ed Sheeran. That dress didn't fit me anymore, so i was almost positive that it would fit Sydney. We both put them on, and stepped out of the tour bus. The closest shop, that was a nice shop, was about a block away. We started our walk.

Once we got there, we quickly, picked out the fist outfit that we liked. Mine was a high-low lace skirt, and a white v-neck and a leather jacket with combat boots. Hers, was dark skinny jeans, combat boots, a ruffly tank top, and a leather jacket. I think we had a bit of a theme going on... We went into the dressing rooms, and put our cloths on, and bought them. We asked for some shopping bags, to put our other cloths in. We rushed out of the store, and made our way to the recording studio, which wasn't that war away. Its only been a half an hour since I email him. That means we have a half an hour, but i know that once we get to the busy street at the end of this street, we wont be walking alone anymore. 

We got to the end of the street. There weren't a lot of people walking around. Sydney and I tool a few more steps, then right then and there, the paparazzi wouldn't go away. We  had smiles on our faces, so at least the pictures wouldn't look bad. We rushed through the crowd and finally made it to the studio with five minutes to spare. We walked up to room three, and knocked on the door.

"Come in!" Sydney and I walked in awkwardly and the man signaled for us to sit on the couch. We sat on the couch in silence. The man just sitting there.. Staring at us... "My name is Spencer. Im the one who has been emailing you. Ill be here during the whole recording session, watching, and listening to you. Im sure you guys don't have a song prepared.. Or any vocal routines.. So my friend here is going to give you a quick half an hour lesson." He said with a smile. Sydney and I nodded, as his friend walked over, and Spencer sat on the couch. Spencer was a skinny man. White. Longish brown hair. He didn't look like the music type. He seemed very educated. 

"Hello. My name is Syvie. Ill be your vocal coach, if you end up signing with us."

Syvie was an older woman. She was some wrinkles here and there. she had blonde hair and was on the shorter side. We had our lessons, and a song prepared by the end of the half an hour. I was pretty confident. We were going to sing 'Grenade' By Bruno Mars. It wouldn't be my first choice in song, but it sounded pretty dang good. We were led into the recording room, by Spencer and was told how to use everything. The music started playing. I head headphones on, so all i could hear, was me, and the music. I couldn't hear Sydney at all. We sang each lyric. 

"Okay! You can come out now." We both took our headphones off, nervously. We walked out, and sat on the couch. "Now girls.. You have great voices.." He said with a pause. This made me nervous. I think he is going to tell us that were just not good enough. "What we did. Is we played your voices separately. We think that your voices separately sound better. The sad part is.. We only have enough money to sign one of you...

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