Chapter two
In her first few days back home she was very busy,
because she had lost a lot of time, that she usually needed to practise for her
next cup or test. So she had to catch up a lot.
After a few days she finally had some time
to relax and after she had slept long enough, she decided to call Max Martin.
She reached for her phone and dialled the number. It took some time but on the
second ring somebody got it.
"Cheiron Studios. Who's on?"
Amanda was a little confused and didn't
know what she was supposed to say because she thought Max Martin would answer
the call.
"Here's Amanda, I can please talk to Max Martin?"
After she had said these words she felt
silly, because she thought that he would meet so many people everyday that he
wouldn't remember her. But to her surprise he did. And she was more than happy
about this.
"I'm on the phone. Are you that girl I met on the
train in Germany a while ago?"
"Yeah
that's me."
"That's
good, because I already started thinking, that you didn't believe me."
"Well
at first it was like that, but it changed after I read this article where
they named you and said that the Backstreet Boys are going to record with
you."
"Well
I think I should write a thank you letter to this mag then."
"Yeah
that would be funny. I think they would react like "What is this
supposed to be?""
"Yeah I think so too. By the way, do you think you can come here soon, so we can record your demo tape?"
When she heard this she was so lucky that
she nearly told him, that she could when ever he had time for her, but than she
remembered that she had to go back to school in a couple of days. And she told
him this with disappointment in her voice.
"I'm sorry, but I have to go back to school in a
few days."
"How old are you, that you still have to go to school?”
He asked that with a tone in his voice
that scared her a lot. So she thought about something that she could tell him,
to convince she wouldn't be too young for the whole thing.
When he heard this fear in her voice, he
knew he had to say something to let her know, that her age doesn't matter. Then
he finally has an idea.
"OK tell me when you are able to come and we do it."
She was happy to hear him say these
words and remembered that she was supposed to have holydays in two weeks
again.
After this talk on the phone she went into her room and flipped through her CDs to find some songs, which she could take. She was still so excited that sometimes she found herself believing that everything is just a dream, which would end too soon. And she would wake up by the sound of her clock, which reminded her to get out of her bed and to get for school.