Brian looked at the paper in his hand as he walked down the hall.
“Conference Room C” he read aloud.
He stopped in front of the door, took a deep breath, and swallowed hard. This could be the chance of a lifetime. I can either do it or screw it, He thought to himself.
He opened the door, to meet the gaze of 7 strangers.
“This the kid you were talking about, Kevin?” a short Latin man said to a familiar looking tall guy with dark hair.
“Yep.” the tall man responded, nodding his head slowly.
Brian looked at all the faces, and finally said to a heavyset man, “Hi, I’m Brian Littrell.”
“Yes, Brian. Hello. I’m Louis Pearlman. Let everyone introduce themselves, and we’ll begin the meeting.” he said.
After all the introductions were made, Brian sat down next to Kevin and a short blond-haired kid named Nick. Lou droned on about management things, and Kevin began to fill Brian in on some of the important things he would need to know. Brian found Kevin to be a nice person, though he talked kind of slow.
Finally, Lou spoke to Brian. “We need this band to have a family feel. So, you and one of your other bandmates here will pretend to be relatives. You may pick whom it will be.”
Brian scanned the faces in the room, and quickly found the warm-eyed gaze of Kevin.
“Him” he said, pointing to Kevin.
“He’s Mah Cousin.” Kevin said jokingly.
The rest is history.
*Note: This is purely fictional.*