The next morning, Alexandra woke to the sound of her phone buzzing incessantly on the nightstand. She groaned, her body heavy with the residue of yesterday’s emotional high. Reaching for the device, she squinted at the screen to see Julian’s name flashing.
“Morning,” she croaked, her voice thick with sleep.
“Morning? Try afternoon,” Julian replied with a chuckle. “You’ve got some explaining to do.”
Alexandra frowned, sitting up. “What are you talking about?”
“I’m talking about the video of you and Elise at The Listening Room. It’s everywhere. People are raving about it.”
“What?” Alexandra’s heart leapt into her throat.
“Check your social media,” Julian urged. “And don’t freak out. This is a good thing.”
She hung up, her hands trembling as she opened her phone’s browser. Sure enough, the performance from the previous night had been recorded and uploaded. It had gone semi-viral overnight, the comments overflowing with praise for their raw, emotional sound.
Her heart raced as she scanned the video. Despite her initial nerves, the performance was… breathtaking. The music they had created together was alive in a way she hadn’t fully appreciated in the moment.
The doorbell rang, pulling her from her thoughts. She stumbled to answer it, still clutching her phone. Elise stood on the other side, grinning from ear to ear.
“Morning, rockstar,” Elise said, holding up a bag of pastries. “Thought we could celebrate.”
Alexandra stepped aside to let her in, shaking her head. “You knew, didn’t you?”
“About the video?” Elise shrugged, setting the pastries on the counter. “I had a feeling someone might post it, but I didn’t think it’d blow up like this.”
“I don’t know how to feel about it,” Alexandra admitted, sinking into a chair.
“Feel good,” Elise said, taking the seat across from her. “This is exactly what we needed—proof that we’re onto something real.”
Julian wasted no time capitalizing on their newfound momentum. By the end of the week, he had lined up a meeting with a prominent producer who was interested in hearing more of their work.
The meeting was scheduled at a sleek downtown studio, the kind of place Alexandra had only dreamed of visiting. The walls were adorned with gold records, and the air buzzed with an unspoken energy.
“Remember,” Julian said as they waited in the lobby, “just be yourselves. They’re already interested—you just need to show them what makes you special.”
“Easier said than done,” Alexandra murmured, smoothing the wrinkles in her blouse.
Elise gave her a reassuring nudge. “Hey. We’ve got this. Just think of it like The Listening Room, but with better lighting.”
The producer, a sharp-eyed woman named Vanessa, greeted them with a firm handshake and a warm smile. “I watched your performance,” she said, leading them into the studio. “It was raw, authentic. I want to hear more of that.”
They set up quickly, Elise tuning her guitar while Alexandra adjusted the keyboard. Julian stood off to the side, giving them a thumbs-up.
As they launched into their first song, Alexandra felt the same magic from The Listening Room return. This time, though, there was no hesitation, no second-guessing. The music flowed effortlessly, a seamless blend of their styles and emotions.
When they finished, Vanessa leaned back in her chair, her expression unreadable.
“Well?” Elise prompted, unable to hide her impatience.
Vanessa smiled. “You’ve got something special here. I’d like to work with you.”
The words hung in the air, electrifying and surreal. Alexandra exchanged a wide-eyed glance with Elise, her heart pounding.
The next few weeks were a whirlwind. Vanessa helped them refine their sound, pushing them to experiment while staying true to their roots. It was exhilarating but also exhausting, the pressure to deliver mounting with each session.
One evening, after a particularly grueling day in the studio, Alexandra and Elise found themselves sitting on the rooftop of Alexandra’s building. The city sprawled out below them, its lights twinkling like a sea of stars.
“I feel like we’re on the edge of something huge,” Elise said, her voice hushed.
Alexandra nodded, her gaze fixed on the horizon. “It’s exciting. Terrifying, but exciting.”
Elise turned to her, her expression serious. “Promise me something?”
“What?”
“No matter what happens, we don’t lose sight of why we started this. It’s easy to get caught up in the noise, but the music—it has to stay real.”
Alexandra hesitated, then nodded. “I promise. As long as you promise the same.”
Elise grinned. “Deal.”
Their big break came sooner than expected. Vanessa arranged for them to perform at a high-profile industry showcase, a chance to present their music to an audience of influential figures.
The night of the showcase, Alexandra’s nerves were in overdrive. She paced backstage, wringing her hands as she tried to calm her racing thoughts.
“Hey,” Elise said, stepping into her path. “Breathe. You’re gonna be amazing.”
“I’m just… scared,” Alexandra admitted.
Elise placed a hand on her shoulder, her touch steadying. “Look at me. You’ve got this. We’ve got this. Just play like we always do.”
Alexandra took a deep breath, nodding. “Okay.”
When they stepped onto the stage, the spotlight was blinding, the audience an indistinct blur. But as soon as Alexandra’s fingers touched the keys, the world faded away.
The music poured out of them, each note a testament to their journey. By the time they finished, the audience was on its feet, the applause thunderous.
Backstage, Vanessa greeted them with a wide smile. “Congratulations. That was phenomenal.”
Julian appeared moments later, his excitement palpable. “The offers are already coming in,” he said. “You two are officially the talk of the night.”
Alexandra looked at Elise, her heart swelling with pride and gratitude. “We did it,” she whispered.
Elise grinned, pulling her into a tight hug. “Told you we could.”
For the first time, Alexandra allowed herself to believe it. They were on the cusp of something extraordinary, and together, they were unstoppable.
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