Chasing My Forever (Beaumont: Next Generation 3) - Page 46

Elle stands and starts to walk around us. She’s in teacher mode or back to being a drill sergeant. I’m not quite sure which and this is a side of her I’ve never seen.

“The producer I’ve hired has worked with my family for a long time. Tyler will be on the board starting next week. I want to cut a demo track as soon as possible. I’ve been guaranteed some airplay and I’ve already set up some interviews for each of you.”

See, this is what I didn’t want to have to deal with. Band stuff. I just want to play music. Sing a few songs. Drink a couple of beers. Easy life.

“In two weeks,” she stops and looks at each of us. “You have a gig at the Roxy. You’re opening up for 4225 West, so the crowd will be large. Record executives, media, and fans will be there.”

“Two weeks doesn’t give us much time,” I tell her.

“Five songs. It’s all I need.” She walks over to the keyboard and picks up a folder. “Inside here are a hundred plus songs. Some are covers, the rest are new. As a group, figure out what you want to learn. Dana, Quinn, and Keane, make sure the vocals are in your range. I don’t need anyone sounding like their balls are in a vise grip when they’re meant to be hanging low.” Elle drops the folder in the middle of the floor and makes a dramatic exit. Oh yes, this is going to be so fun. I’m so excited I agreed to do this, said Quinn never!

Dana and Keane make a move for the stack of songs while I sit there. Ajay is looking over Dana’s shoulders, and Keane and Hendrix have buddied up. Here I am, the odd man out. I’m always the fifth wheel.

Dana looks at me, gathers her things and pulls her chair next to me. “You need to help me decide.”

“I’m good with whatever. If I can’t hit the note, Keane likely can. I’ll hum or something.”

“I don’t think anything in Elle’s pile requires humming.”

Well, it should.

“Are there any Tears for Fears songs in here?” Hendrix says aloud. I don’t know if he’s talking to himself or Dana, but I do know I’m not about to get up on stage and sing about ruling the world. If we do, I’m bringing JD along since they’re his British counterparts.

“There are songs from Journey, U2, and The Police,” Dana says back.

“What about Wham?” Hendrix says.

Kill me. Kill me now. How can a guy named Hendrix want to play Wham? Seriously, this guy doesn’t make sense.

“Do you want me to ask Elle if we can do Purple Haze?”

Hendrix’s eyes shoot up and his mouth drops open. “Seriously, do you think she can get permission?”

I shrug. “If we’re singing it for fun, it shouldn’t be an issue. I’ll go ask her.”

“But we’re looking for songs,” Dana says as I stand. She holds up a few sheets of paper to show me.

“I’ll be back.”

Inside Elle’s office, she’s back behind her desk with her fake glasses on. I sit down, cross my leg over my knee, and sigh.

“May I help you?”

“Hendrix is a loon. He wants to play Wham.”

“So, let him,” she says. “He’s the best damn guitarist that isn’t tied up in a band.”

“I can see why. He’s named after one of the greatest, yet his music selection is ridiculous. Tears for Fears, Elle!”

That gets her attention. She looks up and pushes her glasses up her nose. “Quinn, stop being a brat.”

“Excuse me?”

“Seriously, just stop. Who cares what he wants to play, let him. Practice ten songs for all I care, but just practice. Pick up your damn instruments and play something.” She slams her hand down on her desk. Her reaction causes me to jump.

“Um…”

“Look, when you’re here, you work for me. At home, we’re siblings. But I can’t have you coming in here, acting like I’m going to just give you everything you want. You’re in a band. It’s time to play nice in the sandbox.”

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