Jonas Daughter: Life After Band Chapt. 21"Recording" Video

Cara's P.O.V:
A week later I stepped into the recording studio (a/n: trying to get a record deal) wearing this:
http://www.polyvore.com/cara_at_recording_studio/set?id=13207744

Daniel: Welcome, welcome welcome. I'd like you to meet my boss, Redding.
Me: Nice to meet you Mr. Redding.
Carter: Likewise, now let's here you sing dahlin (A/N: he's British)
Me: OK.
I hopped off the plane at LAX
with a dream and my cardigan
welcome to the land of fame excess,
am I gonna fit in?

Jumped in the cab,
Here I am for the first time
Look to the right and I see the Hollywood sign
This is all so crazy
Everybody seems so famous

My tummys turnin and I'm feelin kinda home sick
Too much pressure and I'm nervous,
That's when the taxi man turned on the radio
and a Jay Z song was on
and the Jay Z song was on
and the Jay Z song was on

CHORUS:
So I put my hands up
Theyre playing my song,
And the butterflys fly away
Noddin my head like yea
Movin my hips like yea
I got my hands up,
Theyre playin my song
I know im gonna be ok
Yea, It's a party in the USA
Yea, It's a party in the USA

Get to the club in my taxi cab
Everybody's lookin at me now
Like whos that chick, thats rockin kicks?
She gotta be from out of town

So hard with my girls not around me
Its definitely not a Nashville party
Cause all I see are stilletos
I guess I never got the memo

My tummys turnin and I'm feelin kinda home sick
Too much pressure and I'm nervous
That's when the D.J. dropped my favorite tune
and a Britney song was on
and the Britney song was on
and the Britney song was on

CHORUS:
So I put my hands up
Theyre playing my song,
And the butterflys fly away
Noddin my head like yea
Movin my hips like yea
I got my hands up,
Theyre playin my song
I know im gonna be ok
Yea, It's a party in the USA
Yea, It's a party in the USA

Feel like hoppin' on a flight (on a flight)
Back to my hometown tonight (town tonight)
Something stops me everytime (everytime)
The DJ plays my song and I feel alright

CHORUS:
So I put my hands up
Theyre playing my song,
And the butterflys fly away
Noddin my head like yea
Movin my hips like yea
I got my hands up,
Theyre playin my song
I know im gonna be ok
Yea, It's a party in the USA
Yea, It's a party in the USA

So I put my hands up
Theyre playing my song,
And the butterflys fly away
Noddin my head like yea
Movin my hips like yea
I got my hands up,
Theyre playin my song
I know im gonna be ok
Yea, It's a party in the USA
Yea, It's a party in the USA

Daniel: Didn't I tell you Carter? Is she not a gem or what?
Carter: *smiles* You do have a certain charm to ya. And you've got an amazing voice. Not to mention you-ah cute to boot. I think we can work with this.
Me: So I'm signed on?
Carter: Not so fast. *stands up and goes into booth* You see we have so many goody goody stahs out there. We need some bad girl ones. You've already stahted with you amazing black hair, already known as Daddy's Little Reb-ul for doin' that. How ev-ah, you're still a little too good. We'd have to change up your image. Piercings, a tattoo or two.
Me: A tattoo? I don't think so. Piercings are fine but...
Carter: Dahlin, we want you to stand out. You ah sixteen, almost seventeen. When Miley was yah age she had ahready posed for Vanahty Fahr and done a pole dahnce at the Teen Choice Ahwards. You, have only dyed yah hair. So, let me just go get the papahs and then we'll have them put yoh sahng out on the rahdio.
Me: No.
Me: I'm not getting a tattoo. I'm not changing my image. You either take the real me or none of me.
Carter: I don't think yoh undahstand what you-ah doin' sweet pea.
Me: I am. So, you gonna take me or not.
Carter: I'll give you one lahst chance to redeem yohself and then I will ahsk you to leave.
Me: No problem. I'll leave now. *walks out**tears in eyes*
Kevin: *jumps up from chair* Baby girl, what's wrong?
Me: Nothing. Can we just go home?
Kevin: Sure.

***At Home***
Me: *runs upstairs and slams door behind her*
Kevin: *runs up after her**opens door* Oh baby. *sits down next to her on bed*
Me: It's not *sob* what you *sob* think.
Kevin: What happened?
Me: He wanted to *Sob* change my *sob* image.
Kevin: Oh sweetie. *wraps her into a hug*
Me: I ruined my chance.
Kevin: It's OK. It's OK. There are other record labels when you're ready.
Me: I don't want to be a singer anymore.
Kevin: Cara-
Me: No. *grabs song notebook and takes it to trash in the kitchen* I want to be alone. *goes upstairs*
Kevin: *sighs**takes book from trash can* I won't let her give up on the dream. *puts book in hiding*

**The Next Day**
Me: *comes downstairs in:*
http://www.polyvore.com/pjs/set?id=13208624
Kevin: Hey baby.
Me: Hey.
Kevin: How are you-
Me: I'm fine. I just want to move on.
Kevin: OK.
*Phone Rings*
Kevin: *answers it* Hello?
???: Hey.
Kevin: Natalie! What's up?
Natalie: I'm pregnant.