The Come Up { Dropped } 9 Dropping

So until the re-write, stay safe out there!

Since, im starting anew, Here's the ROUGH first draft of chapter 10;

Tom and Fredi were sprawled across the living room on their sofa's as old reruns of cartoons played in the background. The air smelled of burnt popcorn and cigarettes.

Isaac wearing a black hooded tracksuit, strolled into the living room of the apartment, while waving his hands in front of his nose " Hey, where's Seamus?"

Fredi nudged his head, remaining immersed on the tv" In his room, probs sewing away his rage "

Isaac stood in front of the kitchen island, frowning at the scene in front of him " He's still mad?"

" Yep! You know what he's like " Fredi glared at Tom who had begun changing the channels

" Well he's not going to like what Pete just texted me, Dad wants Eye of the Tiger as a ballad and the board agreed " Isaac sighed as he sat down on one of the stolls.

" Oh! He's going to kill you" Freid spared no moment to comment, offering Isaac a bowl of ash popcorn.

" It was nice knowing you It" Tom lazily commented

Rejecting the ash, Isaac turned to Fredi with a look of plea " You tell him, I told him about the video, Tom was whining during recording, your yet to p.i.s.s him off "

With a face that had smelt two month old sitting waste, Fredi jerked his head to Isaac "h.e.l.l NO!, as the older brother this is your responsibility "

"If you can't handle him, how are you going to handle destroying other artists dreams when you take over from dad " Tom munched away from the bowl of ash with a face of gleam

" What if we tell him together?"

"Nope" / " Nope"

" Where's the brotherly love! If you don't,I'm telling mom about this "

" Low blow Iy" Fredi launched a bundle of ash towards Isaac's face.

" It's fine, I'm mom's favourite" Tom felt at peace, smiling like an open door as he began watching an old black and white movie.

"You two are just something else" defeated, Isaac raised himself up and looked towards the direction of the guest room, letting out a small exhale.

Isaac ran up the metal staircases reaching Seamus door, he could hear the sound of the sewing rampaging on, he knocked and walked in to see the room.had turned into a battlefield with fabric laying left right and center.

He found Seamus in the living room, at a makes.h.i.+ft desk.

Seamus was hunched over a small portable sewing machine which looked like a childs toy compared to his size. "This MotherSucker!" He was sewing a black leather skirt in his bedroom with slight difficulty, sc.r.a.ps of other skirts were littered across the room.

Feeling a tap on his shoulders, he looked to see Isaac laughing at him. "Yo" the quitenting down of the rattling of the sewing machine brought a moment of piece to the room.

"You got a min, we want to speak to you?" Isaac gestured to the door.

"Sure,one sec" Standing up an avalanche of fabric relieved itself from his lap, joining the existing sea.

" The fas.h.i.+on team will take care of wardrobe for the shoot, you don't need to do all that "

Seamus simply shrugged his shoulders as they walked down the stairs " It's good to get in practice, plus I can examine the fas.h.i.+on teams work against mine and see were I am lacking "

" You've done a lot so far, no need to push yourself on this" Isaac stared at Seamus with a face of concern.

Slapping Tom's thigh, Seamus plopped himself down on the couch " It's fine, it's just a hobby, I don't gain anything from it " Seamus waved his hand in the air, dismissing Issac's words.

Clearing his throat, Issac joined the group on the couches

" So, we found out dad wants to change the BPM and the change has already been pushed through..sorry man"

Tom and Fredi looked at Isaac with horror "we"

"Yes we….I'm sorry about this man" Isaac glared back at the duo

Knocking his head back, while releasing a long sigh " You know what I'm not going to argue on this anymore… it's your record now, you guy's call the shots"

'I'm not stacking hits after hits on alb.u.ms again, or this might happen' Facing a weird glare from Isaac, he couldn't " What?"

"You know what, we made this alb.u.m together, it's your too"

" I didn't mean it like that! But at the end of the day you guys have to perform these songs, so perform with you feel comfortable playing"

"What you saying I feel comfortable with the change! I don't"

"If you don't, it's going to be your label when you head back to the states, why not just wait till your take over and release it then"

"Eh Guys.."

"Because it doesn't just work that way...plus we the promo we've done on BlueBird, the fans are already waiting for this!"

"Oh! Come on! You know your fans would wait another two months for the release! Dont use them as an excuse.."

"Let's calm down here"

"You know what i'm done, I let the video thing go and i'm letting this go … let's just get to release day" Seamus walked out on the balcony, running his hands through his hair.

"Fine! Whatever ..." Isaac stormed out the room

"Go talk the kid"

"Don't touch my popcorn"

"You alright?..."

"Nah.. but I will be, got a lot on my head and it got to me..I'll apologise to you later ...how do you guys do it? You know stay sane on the road and together?"

"Helps that we are family and that we argue a lot….I guess we get to vent and you know share our feelings through our arguments"

Fredi "You think you cant handle this life? Is that way you rejected Pete "

"No, i rejected the offer because I wanted to relax, initial I came to the festival looking to make a quick paycheck, working with you guys was just me testing and pus.h.i.+ng my skills and what we have brought to this world... but this past month has been stressful, amazing …. It's different …. I used to barely finished things before, used to draw comics, make a few songs and stuff like that but I never took it to this level so it made me very pa.s.sionate …. I guess I'm also a bit scared, there's too many

unknowns….sorry I'm rambling"

"No need to be sorry.. Look, we all think you can get far … just trust in your gut, give it your all and you'll be fine...I'm mean you convinced us to make this alb.u.m and look at where we are….. I'd say find yourself a good team of people, if you do decided to enter this industry …..we'll still be here of course "

A hug between the two

" No go to Iy, he's probably crying out front"

Walking back into the room, they seen Peterson talking to Tom, he turned his attention as they walked up to him " We've got the van downstairs, I need you all to be ready, Isaac is already in the van, so hurry up" clapping his hands, he set a timer on his wrist.w.a.tch.

"Yes sir" Tom/Fredi/Seamus

The boys disbanded to their rooms, Seamus quickly picked up a green jumper, changing into black jeans and doc martins ' I need more clothes' rus.h.i.+ng down stairs he waved at Peterson as he took lift downstairs.

Upon exiting he was exciting he was greeted by a tinted black mercedes van, with Issac sitting in the back flicking through his phone. He grunted with a nod upon noticing Seamus entering the car.

Rubbing the back his hair and letting out a cough, Seamus immediately spoke " Sorry man, I went too far up there"

Looking back at Seamus with a slight smile, Isaac slight chuckled " It's fine, so did I, we good?" He stretched out his fist to Seamus.

Acknowledge the fist, Seamus slumped back into the seat "Yeah, we good"

" It will be hit no matter the bpm" Seamus laughed ' I hope it is '

The rest of the group immediately jumped into the van, causing it rock like a wave. Tom was munching a piece of toast, Fredi hid in the back with his headphones one.

Isaac looked at Fredi confused and turned to Tom "Whats with him?"

Tom " He apparently got an audition for a theater show in two days and he's gone into turtle mode "

Tom looked to Seamus who looked curious at the development

" Fyi, You'll wont be able to get much from him when he's like this…."

"Oh, Oh okay" Seamus looked back to see Fredi mouthing some words and just shrugged his shoulders ' I'll find out later'

The voice of Peterson broke in the air " Let's go, Shoot one, Day one"

The driver kicked the van into geared and started moving from the apartment block and into the inner city, pa.s.sing through the city, Seamus was telling jokes to Isaac, Tom, Peterson and the driver to pa.s.s the time.

Seamus asked the listeners "What did the left eye say to the right eye?"

Issac interest was piqued "What?"

With a wide grin Seamus replied " Between you and me, something smells."

Isssac chuckled but Tom looked confused "I don't get it"

" A comedian never explains the punchline...This is a tough crowd, heres another one...ummm My friend asked me to help him round up his 37 sheep. I said "40"."

Silence, tumbleweed climbing over the around.

"What! That was good" Looking at the dry response, Seamus waved his hand and looked outside the window at the pa.s.sing city

" Please don't become a comedian" Peterson quietly noted from the pa.s.senger seat.

" So who's the director?" Seamus asked after a few minutes of silence

" Ah, your ready to talk about it "

Rolling his eyes, Seamus sighed " Yes I'm ready to talk about it"

Tom laughed, turning serious " Welcome Seamus , this is a safe s.p.a.ce, "

Punched by Seamus he rubbed his shoulders " Iy, he's turning into Fredi, we need to stop this "

Isaac " Don't bruise him too much, apparently he's moms favourite and she'll hunt you down "

Tom " You're not going to let that go?"

Isaac." The betrayal? Never"

Peterson looked back " Don't mind these two, we managed to get Director NF, he's done work with a lot work within the rock scene so we had to pull a few strings "

Seamus nodded his head and thought about scouting scenes and trends on his list

" Ah we are here"

The van stopped Infront of a hotel that had people walking in and out like a horde of ants.

The band were immediately pressed by a.s.sistants advising them.

Seamus looked at the named at the hotel.and.looked at the brothers "JonaHoHotels.....yo guuys own a hotel?"

" Yeh, we can give one of the buildings of you want since your practically family now "

" I'm okay with my bungalow " Seamus waved him off as they walked into the reception where they were greeted by a screen that stunned him to the spot .

A tsunami of bodies surrounded them, waving t-s.h.i.+rts and touching the band like a starved pack of hyenas.

Seamus found himself ejected out of the encirclement. He looked back only to barely see the visible hairs of the group in the middle.

"Does this always happen?"

Peterson was brus.h.i.+ng off his suit " Yeah, the fans are bit crazy but really loyal "

" Come, I'll show you around and introduce you to the team "

They walked up to a large group who were gathered in a huddle having food in a restaurant area.

Clapping his hands , Peterson caught the attention of the group " h.e.l.lo guys, I would like to introduce Seamus Moench, the brains behind all of this"

There was a pause in the room as.everyone looked at Seamus with a confused look.

" Hi guys, I look forward to working with you " Seamus did a wave and eventually got a response

"Just be yourself " Peterson whispered in his ear

" This is the head of wardrobe and makeup…..the runner teams, production, security, And the director " Seamus met the team and shook their hands one by the one

" You the one that made the treatment? "

" Yeah that was me "

"Great work on it ! Gotta say I didn't expect you to look like this...I expected a bearded guy, with a monocle "

" Er... thanks" Seamus eyes tightened as he looked at the director

" Anyways, we'll start shooting after you guys are done, come meet me and the crew after "

" Sea we need you" shouted Tom from the hallway

" That's me...speak to you all later, I look forward with all you " Seamus nodded to the group before jogging to Seamus

Dix and Peterson " didn't know you guys were starting them out early ?"

" He got you here so he's got something " Peterson patted him on the chest

"Drink?"

" Of course" They sat down with the rest of the team as Seamus reached a happily smiling Tom

" Why are you so happy?" Seamus asked

" It's good to be alive! Lil Sea, so good "

" Whatever you're on, I want some...where are we going?"

" To meet the fans " Tom wrapped his arm around his shoulders and dragged him into a meeting room that was filled with nearly 200 people facing the stage.

" I'm too handsome to die young!" Seamus pleaded as he was dragged along.

They make a joke about older aged fans being in the crowd.

Climbing onto the stage, he met Tom and Isaac already waiting

The band introduce themselves to a reception of large roars from the crowd.

The band thank the crowd for turning up and helping being extras in the videos and thank them for their support.

As they are speaking, a team is bringing on equipment to the stage, causing the crowd to start whispering and murmuring about a performance.

The band introduce Seamus as their lil bro and some of the fans regonzise h from the photos of the past month.

Waving to the crowd and taking a stand to the crowd, the crowd began by playing some of their old Pop songs.

Crowd reacts

After the old Pop songs, the band turn into a talk segment and they introduce their alb.u.m and new direction

The band play the two lead singles from the alb.u.m.

A few of the fans are unsure about the new direction but overall a very good reception as a few of the fans were at the WEMX festival and remember one of the songs.

The group introduces Seamus as the main producer of the alb.u.m.

The band move into a mini Au0026Q, Seamus who gets a few questions of own, regarding if he's single, how he met the band and if he is an artist and regarding the groups photos on bluebird

Seamus and the group finish up and they advise over the two days they will sign anything and will be handing out the first edition copies of the alb.u.m.

The band gets dragged away to get ready for hair makeup for the first and advise the fans to head here for lunch, head to their rooms and wait or chill out with Seamus who will provide entertainment.

Seamus is inspired by lady gaga and gets the guys to do a cover shoot without any taglines or band names and white wigs instead of black and each member gets their own edition.

The boys do the shoot with the help of the team, makeup,a.s.sistants etc and upon seeing the roughs on Seamus laptop which is hooked up to a monitor, they decide to get the fans involved in the shoot.

Seamus makes a reference to Where's Wally, in how not everyone will have to get their faces.

Seamus has to explain where Waldo to the group as they don't really get the idea.

Seamus has to be the stylist for the shoot, whilst the boys and the extra's shoot the first video.

The fans argue not to put anything on the cover and the group promise that it will stay that way.

Seamus gains another point for the cover but not for the two videos.

The shoots go into the night and everyone is looking tired but as the final image was taken an hour and sent to the labels marketing team for processing.

Seamus is caught on his laptop making a song, which he was inspired by a conversation he had with one of the fans.

He asks Issac to help him arrange the piano keys before playing the song to the crowd.

The large room, Had been taken up by everyone and they were camping in one big s.p.a.ce.

Everyone playing the song, everyone. Turned for the night but he was still wide awake tuning the song, trying to remember the melody.

Upon realising it's early in the morning, Seamus grabs a shower and heads to the cafeteria, where he meets up with Peterson and they begin discussing the day over some food.

Peterson tells Seamus that one of the label representatives came down to talk over the production of the alb.u.m.

They leave the room and get on a lift and walk into a citizen m style room.

Contract talks

" If he starts talking jargon or there's something you don't understand, let me know asap….he's known for milking a rug dry " Peterson voiced

"Not sure how that works but Cheers for the help, I appreciate it " Seamus said.

" It's alright, I'm pretty sure we'll be see eachother alot after this " Peterson said

A man.was.sitting down at the table.and.stood up to shake.hands with Peterson then Seamus.

" Nice to you meet you both, I'm Dom Heckler" The firm grip from Dom's.handshake was like a viper on Seamus hand

" Nice to meet you, Seamus Moench "

"I've heard alot about you, that performance downstairs was really good…. Now,down to business, I've been sent down to workout a contract with you regarding the alb.u.m, we do apologize for how late this is, we had been working on the fallout from the festival"

" Don't worry about it "

" Perfect, now, here's the payout details we have in mind, there is room to negotiate with, so hopefully this should be civil " a weird chuckle from Dom.

Seamus opened the contract and started plowing through the pages, even taking out a pen from the side table, "Do you mind?" Seamus asked as he double tapped the end.

Dom raised an eyebrow and looked at Peterson who grinned back at him " no, not at all "

A few minutes later Seamus asked Peterson's a question about the contract " how come I don't see anything about production rights, can you double check this for me "

Peterson flipped through and looked at Dom " Are you getting so old that you forgot the production rights?"

" As far as I am aware, it was a team collaboration, thus no one is able to fully claim on the production rights and they've been waviered against both parties " Dom calmly responded

Peterson " bulls.h.i.+t "

" Don't shoot the messenger, I'm just hear to hash out a few details " Dom calmly responded whilst drinking

" Alright, I can let the production rights slide but it's state £500 upfront fee and 1% Copyright fee? That I don't understand, we spent over a month on the alb.u.m and you guys are shooting a video in a hotel and Peterson said you all enjoyed the alb.u.m" Seamus sternly looked at the man opposite him

"Like I said, We understand your contributions to the alb.u.m and we are aware of it, however, we do have certain factors to consider, i.e this is your first production, the band hasn't released any new material for a while nearly reaching 6 years. While we understand the artist talent behind the creation of the volume of work, a low budget due to the band's upcoming retirement, and a current ' rock' scene that isn't currently in the mainstream, we have a.n.a.lyzed the alb.u.m will barely make the Top 20 Billboard...With Bu0026K's dwindling fan base, this is a generous estimation , further there is a sampled recording on the alb.u.m which did cost us on our end to consider as well. "

Peterson interjected " Dom, you guys can't be serious "

" Look, I can only explain the situation at hand, We and I believe, the payout is a good starting point, I mean, if he is willing to sign up for the label, we would be able to provide a bigger payout on his next projects…" the man sipped his tea.

' Same bulls.h.i.+t even in this world ' Seamus replied after briefly looking through the paperwork again " You guys do realise the song rights are still technically mine right, they are the band's in name only "

" Then it seems the band won't have anything to release then" the man retorted

The room turned dry, the overhead fans chundered along.

" While it may not be the optimal solution in the short run, you would be given the freedom to create more music, work with artists over the world ...even star in your own videos, or director …. I hard you wanted to direct the videos for the band btw, that's something we would be able to look into, on a project you like "

" Dom…." Peterson just glared at him

" I'm trying to make him see the benefits…"

Seamus stood up and started pacing back and forth Infront of the duo

" Okay, how about this, Let's add some clauses, I'll sign away the rights to the band, I'll take a cut of £250 with royalties of up to 5% from the labels side… if none of the songs make it into the billboard ….I don't know 200 for the us charts, you can have the 5% back. "

"Mr Moench, 5% is asking a lot from a 200 billboard song...let's say the alb.u.m in itself needs to be in the billboard 100 for the 5%.... And since we would be parting with such large sums of money should such an event occur, we being the label, would require you to a.s.sist in producing a full alb.u.m with an artist or band of our choice "

" Fine….with pay of course "

" That can be guaranteed in writing but the amount, rights and royalties or such, won't be discussed until the body of work is created, if that is okay Mr Moench "

" Ohhhh and you'll have to pay for my travel and accommodation " ' gonna milk them.dry! The seasons here I come '

" Eh Sure..that we can certainly do ...but the cost of travel and accommodation, may be more the cost of a recording session...I don't helps us, if we are trying to help a fresh starter singer"

Seamus looked at Peterson with confusion and saw him shake his head. " Uh...I'll just cut that out "

" No,no,no how can we do that….let's say, we pay for accomodation, hotels, travel and any daily necessities during the period of time spent work and you'll owe us a favour "

" Okay, okay, I can see this is going to be a pattern….why not hire me as someone who reviews the music of an artist .....a music consultant,let's say"

" What's that?"

" Please explain?"

Seamus looked at them both with stern eyes ' ohhhhhhhhhhhhh…"

" okay, um. A music consultant guides the musicians about the basic composition of music. They are the ones who perform the research and studies to identify the art of what good music is. And hence, they have a thorough idea of how music should be produced."

" How does that resolve anything?"

" Simple, if the alb.u.m gets into the billboard 100, I keep the 5% and you get yourself a billboard 100 producer/consultant ...paid and part time...I need to go to school for a year or so "

" Pete told me your age and seeing you, I thought he was joking …. Fine, we can make something like that work, I'll need to hash out the details with the label so it will be about 48hours till we get back to you "

" Fine by me...I'm.here for the next few days anyways "

" Well, speak to you guys soon, enjoy the shoot"

" Well done on holding your own"

" I'm sweating...if I had asked for anything, I feared he start trying to take my lungs "

" Lawyer up when you can afford it...I've seen some artist end up performing 24/7 for a bowl of rice "

Peterson

" Damm….well I had you this time " Seamus patted Peterson on the chest must to his discomfort

Flood the gates

Seamus returns to the brothers to see them chilling with the fans, in full makeup and asks if he can gets 5 minutes with them.

They enter a office s.p.a.ce away from the room Seamus tells them about the deal/bet.

The band propose that Seamus become their creative director instead, for all three of them.

Seamus ponders the solution but says yes but only after finis.h.i.+ng school, something his grandma wanted him to do in his last life but never got the chance to do.

Seamus reminds the band that the deal is still and even though he can cancel he wants to achieve the goal, due to harlem shake not performing like it did in the other world, he wants to make sure his knowledge is transferable.

He asks if the shoots are done yet and if they are planning on using Music video/alb.u.m teasers,as they could probably do something with those to create buzz.

The band responded but stating they didn't they could do trailers for those. Seamus learns that these are a thing in this world.

Seamus has permission to hand that side of their marketing and is advised to ask Peterson as he usually did the band's maketts.

Upon sliding to Peterson, he agrees off the bat, with no argument.

Speaking to NF seems a bit more challenging as he doesn't seem to like Seamus for some reason but eventually he gets the raw files from the first shoot and joins in to watch the second shoot.

Seamus grinds out the trailers and creates a release schedule over the night, marking his 3rd day in a row without sleep.

The band wake up to s e Semaus surrounded by the fans all watching trailers , he managed to do lyric videos for all songs under the guise of creative director.

He advised he sent the videos to Peterson and lords know where he went.

Paying up his bag, he hugged the band goodbye and waved goodbye to a few of the fans, who asked for an autograph.

He signs the merch and advises the band of the content and when it will be realised and tells them to get a social media a.s.sistant and they tell him to get a team of people.

Jumping onto a taxi, he can barely keep his eyes open.

...

Taro was currently wearing an oversize red turtle jumper with fitted black jeans and cla.s.sic doc martins, his outfit was finished with a light black long jacket, that showed off his broad shoulders and his tall athletic build.

He wore thin circular black framed gla.s.ses, crowing his jack black head was a fez hat.

"Mother, I'll be fine, you don't need to worry so much, Dad tell her" Taro pleaded to his father, who was sharply dressed in suit , only to receive a chuckle from him

" Shhh, let me have this moment! You're leaving me for four years, " A woman, in her mid forties, with brown hair, freckles and gold eyes quickly wrapped her arms around Taro in a tippy toes

"Ummm excuse me! You forced me on this trip, What mother attempts t.." Taro voiced with displeasure though he quickly closed shop as his mother shot a glare into his soul

"Ahem! that's enough hunny, let the boy go or He'll miss his flight" his father quickly interjected and ungripped his kola like wife from his son

[ The 13:15 - Marajha flight from New York to China is now boarding at Gate 7.. thats the 13:15 New York to China flight boarding at Gate 7 ] the tannoy rang through the airport catching the ears of many.

"That's me..remember follow my schedule! Attended all starred events on the calendar in person! If you have questions, ask Mayday! she's me when I'm gone! ....Oh and" Taro started rambling off a list of instruction

'We not gonna destroy the companies'' His father sighed internally, not sure whether to laugh or cry at his sons behaviour as he listened to his son's list

"We know, we know, for the 100th time.. we know! now go and bring me back grandkids! I want 4, one for each year and take gifts when you meet your grandparents" argued Taros mother after she had grown tired of his ramblings

"Sure, I'll take gifts!" he reb.u.t.tal ... '4!!, what kinda animal, do you take me for' Taro thought but he dare not air his words as he scampered away , as he could see mother holding 4 fingers in the air as she waved

***

Two or so hours later, he reached the boarding gates. He gave his ticket to the stewardess who smiled and let him in after sneaking a few glances at him.

Moving through the economy aisle and coming up to his seat, he found it already occupied by what seemed to be a very nicely branded cult member, who was surrounded by other cult members.

" Hi, you seem to be in my seat, my ticket says E47 " he said to one of the guys

" my ticket is E47 as well bud, so's my pals " replied the seats member

"Is everything all right here? " a stewardess walked up after hearing the word ' seat' , fearing the worst.

After understanding the situation, the hostess quickly apologized to Taro and had his seat upgraded to first cla.s.s as none of the cult members wanted to separate from each other.

Taro was guided quickly to a window singular seat before the stewardess charged back into economy cla.s.s. Leaving Taro to make himself comfortable. It wasn't long before a woman sat next to him on the aisle side.

Taro was about to take out headphones and a sketchpad he had bought at customs, when he was interrupted by the sound of a soft soothing that invaded his ears.

"Excuse me." the voice whispered, "You're in my seat, you need to move." He turned to see a woman standing next to the stewardess.

He was immediately captured by her pitch black eyes, her tail like ma.s.sacre, soft sword like eyebrows, thin straight nose, her peach plump colored lips, all contained in her framed face and short dark haired bob. https://www.newbeauty.com/slideshow/2321-30-year-olds-guide-to-the-best-skin-of-their-life/5/

She wore a sleeveless white s.h.i.+rt with a mid collar and high waisted trousers Taro looked up her up and down and thought to himself ' I've swear I've seen her before '

"Um sorry" Taro quickly packed up his stuff

The woman stared at him for a few seconds before switching seats and turning back to watch his departing figure. She seized him up from head to toe, he was conspicuously well built and tall, with a chiseled jawline, dimples, smooth lips and soft looking grey eyes.

A small devilish grin appeared on her face.

He noticed right in front him was a few unoccupied seats but before he could claim his new found territory, the stewardess's voice rang out

"Ah! Sir, These seats are taken by this lady and her fellow companions" Upon saying she pointed to 5 people who were standing behind her in the galley. At the front of the group was a curly brown haired woman with blue eyes and freckles, holding two jackets and two handbags.

The stewardess apologized again and directed with her hand to the only free seat which was in front of the sleeveless s.h.i.+rt woman. Taro bitterly smiled as that seat screamed 'no one wants me'... 'I wonder how long I will remain in that seat' He thank'd the stewardess and and let her go back to her work, moving to his lonely seat.

...

After the fight had taken off and was gently cruising in the air, Taro was busy sketching random chimera looking animals, only to be tapped on the shoulder. 'Do these people want me to sit in the toilet' , he turned around to see the curly brown haired woman staring at him with a slight gleam in her eyes.

"How can I help you?" Said Taro with fatigued sighed

,"My names Muii Qinxan, i'm big fan of your work and I wanted your autograph" Muii Qinxan said

"Ahhh thats all my parents work! I merely tag along"

"I'm not sure your understand, I meant your books, Jeyklly u0026 Hyde and your 50 shades series" She slightly blushed upon saying this but maintained her gaze at Taro. She quickly pulled out a book from behind and pointed at a picture of a slightly younger Taro in a bow tie and checkered suit.

'Dammm I hate that picture' "It's pleasure to meet a fan, I rarely step outside so forgive my behaviour, he pa.s.s the book, ill sign right away" he took the book from her hands and flipped to front pages.

"Who should I make it out too?" Muii intensely looked into his grey eyes as he asked that question and was even more stunned by faces then she was at the start.

"Please make it out Tang Wan" She quickly responded

'Huh' slightly tilted his head in confusion at her

"Ah! She's my boss! The quiet woman behind you" Taro turned his head to see Tang Wan seat empty, only to see he engaged in group discussion in the corner

"Are you sure she's a fan?" Whispered Taro

'Muii : "Yes, very much so! We are both awaiting your next work, She wants to speak to you if you have a moment Mr Alsan"

Taro " Sure, I've got a minute, anything for a fan" 'Still got 10h hours in this flight, I've got more than a mute ' thought as got up and started to follow Muii towards Tang and her group

"Boss Wan, I have brought over Mr Taro Alsan as you requested"

Tang w.a.n.g stared at Taro in brief silence for moment, her demeanor change and silence shrouded the cabin

"I want you to work for me" She said

"Huh?" Taro replied with a confused expression

" I'm currently building an entertainment company and we are looking for models and I think you'd be a perfect fit"

"Ah I see, whilst I appreciate the offer, I'll have to decline, Mrs Tang"

"I'm yet to offer you anything yet and you've failed to introduce yourself as well " quickly responded Tang

"The name is Taro Aslan and no offer can make me change my mind, I've done my time in the entertainment industry before, it wasn't a fit for me " Taro introduced himself with a slight smile that showed off his dimples

"Can't say I'm not disappointed but when I have changed your mind in the future, know that you 'll be work for Lin Industries,... Muii, exchange details with him "

Taro could only smile awkwardly after the exchange, nod his head and retreated back to the safety of his seat. ' I'll need a new phone now' thought Taro