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    Perfect Strangers, Perfect Match – (Chapter: Ch1-7 repost)

     

    “Umm…okay…” looking at her “you can put your eyes back in their sockets where they belong. I’m just not feeling those songs or the mood of that entire CD” and before I could say anything further she jumps in again.

     

    “Yeah…so…” what is up her ass…damn!

     

    “So…I think that CD sucks. I can do better. I’ve got better right in front of me” and yet again she just cuts me off

     

    “That is my point”

     

    “Okay wait…slow the crazy bus down a minute” she stops what she is doing and turns to look directly at me, she can be scary some times “I am not getting your point. The CD sucks, I’ve got several songs here that are ten times better” holding my hands up in defeat “what exactly am I missing?”

     

    Did she just roll her eyes at me?

     

    “Think about it Ash…”

     

    Yeah still got nothing… she lets out a big long sigh “YOU have 1 Cd left to make to fulfill your contract and after you sign off on it and they print them you are done with them. And WE” waving her finger between us “can officially open up our label…”

     

    Okay, I know all this but what is her fucking point?

     

    “You’re going to make me spell it out for you aren’t you Ashley?” she asks sounding frustrated with me.

     

    “Just get to it already” I snapped at her.

     

    “You have made them THEIR last CD. Sign off on it, let them release it and you’re done…”

     

    OH I see, talk about a serious brain fart “And they get the sucky stuff. I keep these, the much better songs and we’ll launch the label with the release of these songs!!!” I walked over to my sister and puller her in to a big hug “you are a genius!”

     

    Okay, so Kyla is the brains of this operation and I’m the creative one. This is so going to work. I am ready to just be done with working for someone else! I made my way to the studio and picked what ever art work that just jumped at me and submitted the signed off paper work to send this CD into production. I hand delivered everything to my producer and walked out of that building for the last time.

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