Without You

Recording Studio

Brenda's POV

Tuesday, November 4th

"Boys! Come on! I have to be at the recording studio in 20 minutes!" I called. Mercedes and I were waiting by the door because the boys weren't ready yet. Chord jogged to the door and kissed Mercedes on the cheek.

"Sorry baby." He said.

"It's fine." Mercedes said." Puck! Come on, please!"

"I'm coming, I'm coming. Go on and get in the car, I'll lock the apartment." He said. I huffed and followed Chord and Mercedes down stairs. A few minutes after getting in the car, Puck got in the back with me. While we were on out way up to the recording studio, in the elevator, Chord asked,

"So what songs are you recording today?"

"Santa Tell Me, All I Want For Christmas Is You, The First Noel, and Jingle Bells." I answered, adjusting the strap on my bag.

"Awesome!" I laughed. The elevator opened and we stepped into the hallway, where four doors were located.

"Which door is it?"

"The third one, idiot. It has my name on it." I told Puck. He pouted. I opened the door and Matthew and the man who controls all the buttons and levers or whatever the hell they're called, which starts the music, you know what I mean. His name was Eric.

"Hey Eric, Matthew."

"Hey Ms. Super Star! You ready to start recording?" Eric asked. I laughed and nodded. I put my bag on a table beside the couch and looked at him, waiting for his directions.

"Okay so, right now, we're gonna record you singing the song by yourself, okay? Then, the three of them, plus you, will sing the back up towards the end of the song, then I'll have you singing the background, like when you're singing the main lyrics, know what I mean?"

"Yes sir!" I said saluting him. He laughed and opened the door, where I would be singing, for me. I put the head phones on and waited for the music to start. I looked at the lyrics on the sheet.

Santa, tell me if you're really there
Don't make me fall in love again if he won't be here
Next year
Santa, tell me if he really cares
'Cause I can't give it all away if he won't be here
Next year

Feeling Christmas all around
And I'm tryna' play it cool
But it's hard to focus when I see him walking 'cross the room
"Let It Snow" is blasting out
But I won't get in the mood
I'm avoiding every mistletoe until I know
It's true love that he thinks of
So next Christmas
I'm not all alone, boy

Santa, tell me if you're really there
Don't make me fall in love again if he won't be here
Next year
Santa, tell me if he really cares
'Cause I can't give it all away if he won't be here
Next year

I've been down this road before
Fell in love on Christmas night
But on New Year's Day I woke up and he wasn't by my side
Now I need someone to hold
Be my fire in the cold
But it's hard to tell if this is just a fling
Or if it's true love that he thinks of
So next Christmas
I'm not all alone, boy

Santa, tell me if you're really there
Don't make me fall in love again if he won't be here
Next year
Santa, tell me if he really cares
'Cause I can't give it all away if he won't be here
Next year