Chapter3
Destiny�s eyes fluttered open while her head lay on the desk. As her vision started to come into focus, she wondered how she got where she was. Her memory then flooded back to her. She remembered her fall and that she had sat down to rest. Then she wondered how long she had been asleep. It felt like it had been a long time. She didn�t hear anyone. Where was Macy and Perry? She slowly lifted her head from the desk.
�Oh, I didn�t know anyone was in here.� A man�s voice said behind her as the door squeaked open. She slowly turned in the chair to see who it was. When she saw his face she blinked a few times and then she rubbed her eyes. Was she dreaming?
�Umm, were you just finishing?� He asked her. She blinked a few more times. It sure didn�t feel like a dream. But how could he really be there, right in front of her? �I just asked because none of the equipment is on.� He said to her. Her eyes fluttered quickly, it wasn�t a dream. It was real, he was really right in front of her talking to her.
AJ McLean was talking to her. She couldn�t move, not at all. The only thing she could do was stare blankly at him. �Hey, you look kind of familiar. Yeah, yeah, I do know you. I mean, I don�t know you, but I know who you are. Wow, it�s really cool to meet you. Your that girl...the new producer from Europe that�s made all the recent hit songs. I�ve heard some of your work, your really good. I heard you were coming over here to the states but I didn�t know if it was true or not. Oh, sorry I�m just talking, my name is AJ. I�m in group the Backstreet Boys. You know what? I never learned your name, sorry, what is it?� He asked extending his arm for her to shake.
She reached out her hand and shook his. A smile slowly appeared on her face. �D...Destiny.� The words slowly came. �Destiny. That�s different, I like it. So are you done here?� He asked her again. She slowly nodded her head. �You know I�d really like to work with you. I know the other guys would too. If your not doing anything tomorrow maybe I can introduce you to them or something.�
Destiny�s mouth moved but nothing came, she had lost her train of thought. Just then the door opened again. Macy walked in and realized she had interrupted something. �This area is fine, it doesn�t need to be cleaned.� AJ told her.
�Actually I told her to come in here. I, umm...I needed to show her something. A spill...a spill that, umm... occurred. I have to go. It was really nice talking to you though.� Destiny said suddenly standing and walking to the door. �Wait, give me your number.� AJ told her. �I..umm.� She stuteredered. �It�s okay, I can wait Mam.� Macy smiled as she gave a wink. �Okay, umm, I don�t have any paper.�
�It�s okay, I can put it in my cell phone.� He said pulling his phone out. �It�s 555-3765.� She told him. �Okay, cool. So I�ll call you tomorrow.� He smiled. �Okay, bye.� She smiled shyly back as she hurried out the room.
�Oh my God, you were talking to a cute guy. A cute famous guy. Wasn�t that...AJ, the guy from the Backstreet Boys?� Macy squealed. �Wow you finally got his name right. I�m impressed.� Destiny said kind of surprised. �Destiny! You gave him your number...Lord! He�s going to call you tomorrow! This is crazy.� Macy said gleefully. �Yeah! I did didn�t I. Oh..I was talking to AJ McLean!!� Destiny said as she came back down to earth.
It was finally sinking in, she had just had a conversation with one of her favorite artists. She jumped up and down as she squealed. �So what did he say? What did you say? How did it all happen?� Macy asked excitingly as she grabbed both of her hands. The smile then fell off of Destiny�s face as they started walking down the hall.
�What? What is it D?� Macy asked her concerned. �He doesn�t like me. He likes Stephanie Andrea.� She sighed as she started down the stairs.
�Stephanie Andrea? Who�s that? What are you talking about?� Macy asked quizzically.
�He got us mixed up. He thinks I�m her, he thinks she�s me. He thinks I�m a protege...that I�m this awesome 18 year old producer.�
�Producer? What?�
�For some reason, he thought he recognized me when he saw me. And he confused me with Stephanie Andrea. He thought I was finishing up recording something.�
�Okay, so who is this Stephanie chick?�
�She�s a producer. Her father is a very wealthy man in Europe, he owns his own record label. Stephanie started writing music at the age of 8 and now she�s one of the highest payed producers in Europe. Her music is like...amazing. She�s been writing for a while but only lately has her work been heard, and she�s had like a dozen hit song from different artist.�
�Okay, so he has you mixed up with someone else. Who cares, for now just enjoy the ride. What he doesn�t know won�t hurt him.� Macy shrugged. �Macy, how can you say that! I can�t go on lying to him. He�s going to find out the truth sooner or later.� Destiny exclaimed.
�Tell me one thing. You say this girl...Stephanie, is from Europe. Well dose she still live there now?�
�Yeah.�
�Well then there you go. He won�t know anything. She�s way over there and your right here.�
Macy said, smiling as she put some of the cleaning stuff back into the side closet.
�No, no I can�t. He actually wants me to meet the rest of the Backstreet Boys tomorrow so I can work with all of them. This is awful! I can�t believe I got myself into this big mess. I...I was just so surprised to see him I kind of just spaced out for a minute, ya know? And I just nodded to everything he said like a complete idiot. I didn�t even realize what he was really saying till it was all said. Then it was too late to take it all back. I�m so dumb! I can�t believe the mess I�m in.�
�Your not dumb, and your not in a mess. Just meet them tomorrow and bring them your own work. I don�t know who this Stephanie chick is, but I know you have to be just as good as her...if not better. Your great at music D, you have this in the bag. Show them your stuff, they�ll love it and they�ll be so into your music, it won�t matter who you are.�
�Hey you guys ready to go? Harold�s starting the van up.� Perry asked as he entered the room.
�Oh my God, I think I�m hyperventilating. I think I might have a heart attack or something.�
Destiny said breathing hard.
�What�s wrong?� Perry asked concerned. �Nothings wrong, she�s just being silly.� Macy butted, answering for her.
�Feel my head...am I hot?� Destiny asked as she put the back of her hand up to her head dramatically. �No, but you might be going crazy.� Macy chuckled as she closed the closet. Perry looked at both of the girls confused. �Come on lets get out of here...my feet are killing me. We�ll tell you everything when we get home Perry.� Macy said wrapping an arms around each of their shoulders on her way to the van.