Brave ~ Sequel to Jay Cee El

Chapter Seventy One ~ It Would Mean A Lot To Us

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Liz's P.O.V

"I could write a song by my new piano, I could sing about how love is a losing battle. It's not hard, it's not hard, it's not hard, it's not hard." I sang, the music ending as I finished.

                We've been at the recording studio since about seven this morning, and have been recording the vocals for our new album. We have completed two whole songs, not including Ready Or Not. The songs we had finished were Piano, Julie wrote that one. The last one was Hit The Lights, which was co written by Caitlin and I. It's now almost eleven in the morning and I was beat. But we had to get to the shoot for some Australian magazine in an hour.

"Alright ladies, that was perfect. I really love the song Julie, nice work. Okay, we need to head out. So say thank you to Brad for assisting us in the booth. I'll meet you girls outside." Dylan said, making us all nod our head in agreement.

                I pulled the headphones off of my head and set them down, then stood up. I looked towards Julie and Caitlin, who motioned for me to leave the booth first. I couldn't help but laugh a little as I walked out. I turned toward the men, Brad, and thanked him for working with us this morning. He nodded and told us it was his pleasure, and I couldn't help but smile at his accent. I've always loved Australian accents.

"Okay, that song was perfect. I really like the whole theme of it, you'd done good Jules." Caitlin said, making Julie laugh.

"Well I was going through a time where I didn't like a guy. Why would I want to write a love ballad if I'm not in love. I wanted to make a happy song, besides... I think Liz can handle all the love songs." Julie said, looking over at me.

                I blushed and rolled my eyes, ignoring the two. So what if I was in love? That doesn't mean that I can't write other songs. Besides, I wrote a song called Who Says that's about people being perfect the way they are. That's not a love song. So Julie can suck it.

"C'mon girls, Dylan is waiting for us outside." I said, picking up the pace a bit. I didn't want him to be waiting for that long.

                When we got outside I was a little bit surprised by the number of people that were out there. It wasn't nearly as bad as it was when we got to Australia. I'd say there was about fifty, maybe even seventy, girls and guys out there. It was a little odd... maybe posting that picture of us at the studio wasn't too bright of an idea. Jack and Justin were waiting by the doors for us, and as soon as the way us they had picked us up. I was over Justin's shoulder while Julie and Caitlin were over Jack's. I was confused as to why they were carrying us, but I didn't question it. I was tired all morning and if Justin was going to carry me then so be it.

                I felt a bit bad for the fans that wanted pictures, so I started waving at fans and making odd faces. They seemed to get a kick out of it, which made me laugh. I reached my hand out and started high fiving random fans, all while saying hi and giving our compliments. Most of the things that I was complimenting were shirts, or hair styles, or anything like that. Especially when someone was wearing a Jay Cee El shirt. That was definitely the best thing to compliment.

                Unfortunately we got to our new bus too soon, and I was finally put down. I smiled again and waved once more to the fans, blowing kisses as usual. It was kind of Jay Cee El's thing I guess. I turned towards the bus and climbed up the stairs, following Julie. When I got inside the bus goose bumps covered my arms, the air a lot colder in the bus then the hot air outside. I walked over to my bunk and pulled on the sweatshirt I had once again stolen from Niall, once it smelt like him again.