Friday, August 23.
You, Rory, Alfred, Kaci, and Arthur were all hanging out at your house. You had just started on food for everybody. You guys had this routine of hanging out at someone's house after your usual gigs every Friday and ordering a pizza or cooking or going out for food or something. You loved cooking for everybody so whenever it was your turn you always cooked something for them to eat. This Friday you're cooking fried potatoes, bite sized sandwiches, and cheesecake and snicker doodles for desert. You were in the middle of cooking the potatoes when your phone went off.
"I think I love you more than the Japanese love Soba Shops,
And we should Dance Dance Dance,
To the Stereotypes!!!
Let's come together and live in this world like a unibrow on an Indian girl
And we should Dance Dance Dance
To the Stereotypes!!!"
You picked up the phone after getting over the almost heart attack it gave you.
"Hello?" You asked whoever was calling you.
"Hello, is this ______ _______ by any chance?" A male voice asked you. He sounded to be in his mid- forties and had the monotone of an office worker.
"Yes, yes it is. How may I help you?"
"I was at the mall earlier shopping with my daughter when I heard your band playing. I work at a music industry and we're looking for a new band, would you be interested in getting a record deal?"
"Um, let me talk it over with my band. Call me back in about 10 minutes." You really couldn't believe this. Falling Forward could be a famous band!!!
"Okay, I'll call you back then. Then, we can talk over a contract."
"Okay goodbye sir."
"Goodbye." You pressed the end button and started on the sandwiches for dinner.
"What's going on love?" You jumped and nearly sliced your finger in half. Arthur snuck up on you. Again.
"There was a guy who works at a music company at our show earlier and he's offering us a record deal." You said.
"Wow. That's big, I'll go get everyone else in here so we can talk it over." He left the tiny kitchen and went back into your living room. He came back just a minute later with everyone trailing behind. You finished dinner just as they came in. You pulled out plates from the cupboard and served yourself some food.
"Dinner's done guys, there's some soda in the cupboard, all I have in the way of cups is some tea cups." You told them, you didn't have much due to lack of money. Your tiny apartment was really expensive because of the location it was in. Your apartment was one story, one bathroom, two bedrooms, the kitchen was like a tiny hallway, you had a small cupboard, your microwave was broken, and you had to get a new smaller fridge when you moved in, and the carpet made your golden retriever, Jeff, chew on his butt until it was bare. And your neighbors got into fights a lot so there was a lot of yelling throughout the complex.
"Is it true we got offered a record deal?" Kaci asked.
"Yeah, he's calling back soon for our decision on the matter." You answered.
"But everyone except Rory are still in highschool. We all start school in a week or two." Alfred said.
"I know that. If we accept the deal, and demand that until Arthur, Alfred and I have all graduated highschool, we won't go on tons of tours or anything. We'll do concerts only on Fridays, or Saturdays and we'll make a CD after we win the All Star competition at the beginning of summer vacation. Then we can play festivals and the fair and all kinds of stuff." You told them, you had been thinking this iver since you had started the band.
"You've really thought this over haven't you love?" Arthur asked.
"Yeah since we started the band Artie." You answered. You finished your dinner and put your plate into the sink. Your phone went off again. "Okay guys, our time's up for discussing hand vote, who says yes?" Everybody raised their hands. "Okay I'm gonna give him our proposal." You answered the phone.
"Hello Ms. _______. Has your band made the decision?" He asked.
"Yes, we'll take you up on your offer, but, we have priorities because all of us except for the pianist is still in highschool."
"Well what are they?"
"We will not go on any tours until summer vacation, during the school year this year and next year, we will only play on Fridays and Saturdays. During the summer, we will only go on one short tour; we still want our summer vacation. We will keep our jobs at the mall that we have, and which includes playing at 5:30 every Friday and we will make our first CD after we win the All Star competition at the beginning of summer vacation. Savvy?"
"That's a lot to demand Ms. ______. But okay, come to 221B Meadow Lane office 4.13 with the other members of your band and we'll talk it over with my boss."
"Mr. Smith. Matt Smith."
"Okay we'll be there at noon." You pressed the end button again. "Okay guys, you ready to become famous?"