The Real Stella Smock

Why People Gotta Be So Nosey? Lol ^.^

"Stella, you're gonna have to agree to an interview sometime." We've been arguing about this for days now.

"You thought." I laugh as I walk out of one of the rooms in Island Def Jam.

"Stella you won't have fans if they don't know anything about you."

He's telling the truth though. It's already been going on. Twitter, tumblr, even youtube. It's crazy.

"They can read my bio on Instagram. That's everything they need to know."  

I walk to the booth. Selena and Justin are there. She's sitting in a corner  on one side of the room on her phone while Justin's on the opposite side of the room. Their people got together and decided it would really benefit Selena's career if Justin kept dating her. When he said no they offered to pay him so he went along with it. But only publicly of course. So some friends of ours know their relationship isn't real. Selena and I both size eachother and I was about to walk out when Scooter came. I sigh and sit down next to Justin. 

"Is this about the interview thing?" He asks Scooter.

"Yeah. Can you atleast tell me why you don't want to? I might be able to help out." Scooter says.

Justin gives me this look that tells me that he cares about what's bothering me so much. I look to Selena then back to Justin.

"Let's go to another room." Justin says.

He gets up and we follow him down the hall to another room with a conference table. I sit on the corner closest to the door criss-crossed while Justin is leaned on the the closed door, and Scooter on the wall next to Justin.

 "I don't like talking about my past." I tell them.

"You told us about the record deal." Scooter says.

"But did I ever tell you what it did to me?" I let them let that sink in for a minute.

"I rather come out with my past by myself than some interviewer because I know once I get put on the spot like that I won't say anything." I tell Scooter. He still looks like he's unsure.

"Just give her a chance." Justin says and I smile at him for helping me out.

"Alright. But if it takes too long we're doing this my way." 

"Deal." He shakes his head and then walks out.

"So what are you gonna do?" Justin asks.

"I don't know yet. Probably a youtube video."

"Best way to go." I smile at how he says it.

"So what's this about anyway?" He asks.

"You'll see when I put the video out." I tell him, hop off the table and walk to the door.

"Really? That's how you're gonna do me?" Justin asks.

I smile and shrug. Then I walk back into the lab.

"So any new stuff?" Nasri Atweh was here.

"Hey! When'd you get here?" We hug. He's one of my favorite writers on the team Justin and I share.

"A little while ago. I was looking for you guys."

"Well I was working on something. Im almost done with it though. I'll get my guitar if you wanna hear it." 

"Go." Nasri says.

I smile and walk into the booth where my acoustic guitar was. We used it in "Oath" the other day. I then drag a stool out to the middle of the room.

"Close the door." I tell Justin.

Selena was gone for the moment. That would probably keep her out a little longer. I wait for him to sit back next to Nasri.

"Alright. The song's Love Me For Me." I tell them and then start playing the into to the song.

"Nooo-oh yeah.
Phone rings, don't wanna pick it up
I'm so scared I'm gonna say too much
I tip-toe around your questions
Why you gotta dig so deep?
Tears fall and the glasses break
Inside these walls the floorboards shake
From outside it's alright
'Long as you're looking from fifty feet
{Bridge}
I've been tryin tryin to hold my head up high
I've been lyin lyin keeping it all inside
Trying not to trust you, yeah
Turn over a new leaf
I'm bro-ke-e-en
{Chrous} 
I'm done, I give up
I don't wanna pretend no more
That's it, so what
I've lost a friend before
Gonna say it like it is
No more wonderin' what if
That ain't the way you outta live
Cause I don't want you to love me
If you don't wanna love me for me
Cause I don't want you to love me
If you son't wanna love me for me
{Verse 2}
A dollhouse is all that you could see
But it's so far from my reality
I got problems, I got issues
Sometimes it's all too much for me
Wrap it up with a pretty little bow
But there's some tings you can't sugarcoat
So I'll give it to you anyway
Even though it won't taste so sweet
{Bridge} 
I've been tryin tryin to keep my head up high
I've been lyin lyin keepin it all inside 
Maybe I can trust you, yeah
Turn over a new leaf I'm bro-ke-e-en.
{chorus}
{Breakdown}
Sick of all the fighting
All the slamming of the doors
The pain, the parents, too deep to ignore
Step back, step back
Can you see it through my eyes? 
I know, I know
It may be a surprise.....

And that's all I got so far." I look up to see the guys looking at me blown away.

"It's just a song guys." I brush my hair out of my face.

'It's really good though." Nasri says.

"And not finished." I add.

"Right. Can you sing the last part over again?" He asks me.

So I do a couple times.

"Don't wanna be percieved as something that I'm not."

"Just wanna be accepted for the little that I got." I add.

"You could see me now in my glass house..." Narsi says.

"And I'm ready to let you in."

"Then the chorus again and that's a wrap." He smiles.

"Alright then." I laugh.

"So what now?" Nasri asks.

"Now I walk in." Mike says.

"Hayyy." I say.

"Are we gonna finish our stuff today?" He asks me.

"We can try." We already got the chorus and the second verse down.

So I would say twenty minutes tops, we had the rest of the song done.

"I love how we're already working on my album when my single didn't even come out yet. Matter fact we don't even know what my single is." I laugh.

"Cause I already know it's gonna work out." Mike tells me.

"So I'm still a little lost. I can't record until my single comes out, right?" I ask everyone in the room.

"Yeah. But you can still come in whenever you want to meet with writers or make beats or any of that." Justin answers and I nod.

"Got'chu."

So I stay for a littl while longer but then my mom comes to pick me up since I got school tomorrow. Atleast tomorrow's Friday though.