Traputa

Chapter 1: Risin'

Helllooooo everyone! My name is Kady, and this is going to be one of my first books!! So i'm probably going to get a few things wrong, but i'd appreciate it if you guys let me know what needs improving e;c. This is going to be a short part , only because its more of an introduction to the main characters. I'll be posting parts around Once, or twice a week. That's it for now! Enjoy.

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I nod to the beat.

"I love it!" I smile, knowing my hard hours of work has finally come to an end.

"You like it, but will Remario like it too?" I hear Tanisha say, from the other side of the studio glass.

Almost instantly, the image of my producer Remario enters my mind. 

"He will girl! Trust me!" I say, taking my headphones off, and leaving the studio box.

"I hope you're sure about that" She says, popping her gum.

I take a seat next to her, beginning to save my track to a usb.

"Remember last time?" She laughs.

I glare at her, before pulling my usb out and putting it carefully into my bag.

"Can we please just go? Its already 10pm, and i still need to drop this off, Remario's been waiting a while for it" i sigh, brushing a stubborn strand of hair out of my face.

"Fine, Fine!" Tanisha laughs, putting her coat on.

"Only because your my best friend" She smiles.

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By the time i'm standing outside of Remario's penthouse, its already 1am. 

"Hello?" I say into the ringer.

"You said you'd be here at 12 latest, this is not good India" He says.

I sigh, before pushing the door open and making my way towards the elevator and tap my foot impatiently while i wait for it to arrive.

"What are you doing? Get in the Limo" I hear someone say.

"Remario?" I say, watching him trot down the stairs angrily.

"W-what are you doing?" I stutter, shuffling back towards the door as he pushes me from behind.

"We have a conference? Do you want to make this career legendary or not?" He says, pulling me towards the Limo.

"At 1am?!" I yell, still taking a seat inside the Limo because i know what Remario looks like when he gets really angry, and its not pretty at all.

So this is basically what my life consists of.

Me being told i need to make sacrifices for my career, which leads to me mostly doing things that Remario makes me do against my will.

If i'm honest, im kind of glad he makes me do certain things, he's like the brother i never had. He helps me keep on track and concentrate on my career, because without it, who would i even be?

With a dead father, and a mother who forgets i exist most of the time, what can a 19 year old rapper do?

Other than to put her trust in the only , family like, material she has.

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As always, the ride to our destination contains a lot of shouting.

"Your always so late! I stayed up till 1am waiting for you!" Remario says, jiggling around angrily in his seat.

"I was in studio! But excuse me for trying to get some work done" I say, throwing the usb at him.

He catches it, then looks back up at me.

"This better be good, or ill get really angry" He says, looking outside of the window.

"You'll know when you listen to it" I say, staring at the floor.

"India, I've known you too long for you to show  me this type of attitude, you know that if i don't like it, you'll have to go back in studio and work your a*s off until its perfected and ready for your fans" He says, glaring at me.

"As always" I say, tilting my head and giving him one of my most  sarcastic smile's.

He laughs and turns away, trying to hide his smile.

"So what's this meeting about, another one of those boring conferences your forcing me to go to?" I say.

I've been to a lot of meeting and get-togethers in my time, all of which I've been forced to stick next to Romario with a fake smile pinned on my face. This, so that Romario can introduce me as 'His client' and make rich white people shake my hand. 

"I wasn't joking when i said i'm gonna make your career legendary" He says, smiling, as we pull up around a corner.

"This is it India. Your about to get officially signed" He says.