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The sounds of the Jonas Brothers filled the studio. Haley sat behind the secretary’s desk with her laptop in front of her. She took the pen that she’d placed in her bun earlier, let her hair fall down, and put the pen in her mouth. It was a habit of hers, that when she was thinking, she would chew on pens. As disgusting as it was, she forgot she did that anymore. The incessant noises of “Australia” and “Hold On” never stopped playing. One song after another made Haley think of taking the pen, and stabbing it in the middle of her forehead, until she couldn’t take it anymore. She saved her project, and turned off the laptop. Dragging her hands through her hair, she walked over to the other girl that helped teach classes, Adrianna. Adrianna had been going to the studio as long as Haley, and the two became best friends through dance.

“How much longer do I have to let this music turn my brain into mush?” Haley asked with a smile on her face and laughter in her voice. She could tell the Anna (short for Adrianna) was completely annoyed by the “JoBro’s” too.

“Only fifteen more minutes, hun.” Anna wasn’t bi or anything; it was just her way of addressing people. “Okay, kids! Lets show Haley the routine we learned today!”

The girls giggled and rushed to their first formation. For the next ten minutes the best friends watched the children do their routine over and over. After the end of the last performance of the now annoying and no longer cute routine, the girls heard clapping. Haley looked over to see Sam and another boy clapping for the children. Haley hadn’t even heard the door open. She walked over to the two while Anna, apparently oblivious to the visitors, helped the children pack up their ballet slippers and put on their jackets.

“Hey, I didn’t even notice you walk in,” she said as she approached them.

“Dude! She is pretty!” the unknown friend said. Sam blushed and shoved his friend, only adding to the obvious fact that he was completely embarrassed by his friend’s remark.

“Sorry about him,” Sam said trying to smile as best as he could. He looked… awkward as he tried to smile with his bright red face. But it was a cute awkward, ya know?

Sam’s friend regained his balance and said, “Oh, sorry, I didn’t mean pretty, I meant to say that he thinks your drop-dead gorgeous!” This time, Sam’s friend avoided the slap that was about to collide with his head. And after this remark, Haley blushed as much as Sam.

Haley noticed Anna walking to kids over to their mothers and speaking to a few of them. Anna walked back over to her duffel bag filled with dance stuff, evidently still oblivious to their visitors and packed up her stuff.

“Well, Haley,” Anna started, “I think I’m gonna…get…. go…” But then she stopped. “Whose this?”

“Umm...well… this is Sam, and this is umm….”

“Anthony,” said Sam’s mysterious friend. “We’re here because of the SURETONE RECORDS auditions.”

“Oh yeah, some loser band is supposedly making a music video here. Don’t tell me someone as cute as you is going to try out for that?” Anna said in her oh-so-oblivious tone.

Sam and Haley burst out laughing while it was Anthony’s turn to become bright red.

Clenching his teeth and trying to smile, he replied, “Well, that loser band would consist of me, Sam, and some other ‘losers’.”

Anna turned as red as a tomato. “Oh, I, um…”

She didn’t even finish that sentence before Haley, like a best friend should, came to her rescue. “Well, Anna has to get going to baby-sit her brother,” total lie. “So I’m going to need help setting up tables.” While Haley came to the rescue, Anna muttered a quiet goodbye, and hurried out the door.

Anthony and Sam made their way over to the bright purple couch and sat down while Haley made her way into the back room and showed u with a rag, mop, and a bucket.

“It would be nice if you two made yourselves useful and carried out a couple tables from the back. They’re too heavy for me to lift.” She dunked the mop into the bucket and started to mop the floors.

She heard a thump some from the direction of the couches followed by a “What the hell was that for?!” followed by another thump and a “We’re being helpful!” She laughed and resumed moping the floors. A few minutes later after she finished with the mop she heard a crash in the backroom. Laughter came and all of a sudden she saw Anthony rush out.

“Don’t worry! Every thing is under control, Sam just fell in an empty trash can.”

They both started laughing when Anthony went back into the back room with a “Don’t worry buddy! I’ll save you!” and another crash followed with an “Ow”. Haley knew she was going to have an interesting afternoon.

When she finally got back to cleaning the mirrors, Sam and Anthony had finally gotten the tables set up. Next thing she knew, a guy on the phone, two young guys talking, and a crew of men came walking through the door. Spotlights and everything were set up, and minute’s later dancers came rushing through the door, hoping to be featured in a newly discovered band’s music video. Haley had already put the rag, bucket, and mop away, and was making her way behind the desk. But when she sat down, she found Sam standing in front of her, a wicked look on his face.

“I need to be at the desk,” she started, having a faint idea of what was about to come out of his mouth.

A smile spread over his face. “There’s no way in hell you’re going to sit at a desk and miss the auditions.”

“But I have to answer the phone!” She protested. But it was no use, Sam already had he rout of the chair and had her o her way marching across the dance floor.

“You can audition, and if you get cut, then you can go answer your phone. And if you don’t, I just might have to shove you in that trash can.”

It was no use, he had her.