Next Day
Emily's POV
Beep. Beep. Beep.
Ugh. I sighed.
Damn. My leg is so sore.
That is the one thing I HATE about cutting. For the next couple of days after I have self-harmed on my legs, they are always so sore and have this 'heavy' feeling.
"Emily! Are you about up?!?!" Mom called.
"Yeah! I'm awake mom!" I hollered back.
"Alright!" She came in to my room and said, "I have rehearsals this morning, so we have to be leaving in an hour."
"Of course." I sighed. "I can't stay home?"
"Not after yesterday." She came up and patted my back as I sat up. "It'll be fun." She said.
"Right. Me sitting on the chair, listening to my own music while you record away is super fun." I said, faking enthusiasm.
Demi left the room and I got out of bed and went to the bathroom to put on my makeup. I did a light mascara, with brown eye shadow. Demi won't let me wear anything else. She claims I'm 'too pretty' and too young, but what does she know? Many kids at my school, or old school, wore make up.
After I did my makeup, I put on a white shirt with Elvis Presley on it; black jeans; black ugg boots; and threw on a black leather jacket.
I walked downstairs and grabbed my already prepared cup of coffee, only decaf, Demi may be a celebrity, but she is super strict. I can only drink decaf coffee, use limited amount of makeup, and I'm not allowed to intentionally show my bra when wearing a shirt. Strict, right?
Demi handed me a poptart and we walked out of the house.
I slowly ate the poptart on the way to the recording studio.
She still has this 'idea' that I am trying to recover. Damn, it was three fucking days in a psych unit. I don't even want to recover. Why would three days 'fix' me? Although, her thinking I am in the recovery process allows me to continue doing me.
We had a very quiet, peaceful ride on the way to the recording studio.
Demi handed me my earbuds as we got out of the car. She always keeps some earbuds in the console, specifically for me. Did I mention she won't let me carry a purse? She's afraid I'm going to pack some cocaine or something, and razors. She seems to be mostly worried about the cocaine though. I don't know why.
We walked in to the recording room and I put in my earbuds, while Demi did her thing.
SELENA'S POV
Oh crap. I thought as I looked at the time.
I guess I didn't hear my alarm. I quickly got out of bed and threw on an oversized hoodies and gray sweats.
Demi won't care how I look.
We're recording "One and the Same" today. Our managers thought it would be a great idea for publicity to record it again. I know confusing. I don't really understand why, something about our voices being more mature and how Demi's voice can go really high. Life as a superstar, right.
I got in to my car and drove to the recording studio.
DEMI'S POV
I just finished singing "Confident" as Selena walked in the room.
I took off my headphones and went to embrace her in a huge hug.
"Hey Sel."
"Hey Dems!" She said.
She walked over to Emily and told her that "is nice to see her again", getting no response.
"Sorry, she's probably listening to some heavy metal or something." I said, apologizing for Emily not responding.
"It's cool." We walked back in to the recording area, put on our headphones and gave 110% singing the song, with our new 'mature' voices.
[Selena:]
You come from here,
I come from there.
[Demi:]
You rock out in your room,
I rock a world premiere.
We're more alike than
Anybody could ever tell
(ever tell)
[Demi:]
Friday, we're cool,
Monday, we're freaks.
[Selena:]
Sometimes we rule,
Sometimes we can't even speak.
[Demi:]
But we kick it off,
Let loose, and LOL
(LOL)
[Selena:]
It may seem cliché
For me to wanna say
That you're not alone
(that you're not alone)
[Demi:]
And you can call me uncool
But it's a simple fact
I got your back
[Both:]
'Cause we're one and the same
We're anything but ordinary
One and the same
I think we're almost legendary.
You and me
The perfect team
Chasing down the dream
We're one and the same!
[Demi:]
I'm kinda like you,
You're kinda like me.
[Selena:]
We write the same song
In a different key
[Both:]
It's got a rhythm, you and me
Can get along
(get along)
[Selena:]
And it may seem cliché
For me to wanna say
That you're not alone
(here I go again)
[Demi:]
And you can call me uncool
But it's a simple fact
I still got your back
(I still got your back)
[Both:]
'Cause we're one and the same
We're anything but ordinary
One and the same
I think we're almost legendary
You and me
The perfect team
Shaking up the scene,
We're one and the same!
[Selena:]
'Cause we're one and the same
[Demi:]
We're anything but ordinary
[Selena:]
One and the same
[Demi:]
We're something more than momentary!
[Selena:]
'Cause we're one
'Cause we're one
[Demi:]
We're anything but ordinary
You and me
The perfect team
Chasing down the dream
You and me
The perfect team
Shaking up the scene,
We're one and the same!
The producer clapped and we walked out of the room smiling.
"Thank you." We said in unison and began doing curtsies.
He just stared at us.
I said, "we're princesses remember", getting a smile from Selena and I swear I saw Emily smile as well.
"Good job ladies." He said looking at his watch. "Well, I got to go. I'll see you tomorrow at 6:00 Selena."
Yes, we have the same producer.
"Alright." She smiled at him.
I pulled Emily's earbuds out and told her that "it's time to go" and with that, we headed out of the room.
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