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"Fuck."

Caden's gaze studied the long black arms of the wall clock, the second hand threateningly ticking around in a circle, warning her of the impending doom. Four minutes until her time was out, and some administrator or music senior with something stuck up his ass would come and grumpily drag her out of the practice room, letting her claw at the floor to stay in.

She had homework for her vocal class. Do a cover of some hard, rock from from the seventies to eighties. While it was hard to find a copy of the audio track without Angus Young's voice squawking in unison had been a bitch, but she'd managed to get some technical student to help her remove the leader singer's voice. She assumed she'd just practice for a while, maybe twenty minutes, before recording it and ditching N block to go get lunch before her reservation was even half over. But now, she was almost out of time, and it was hard enough getting a room for the hour limit, let alone getting it on a late Saturday morning.

A small whimper of concern escaped her throat she turned back to the microphone suspended from the ceiling. She looked at the small electronic deck. Checking to make sure the CD was in the slot and it was ready to record. Caden's chest rose as she took a deep breath, moving the headphones back up over her ears and facing the circular guard between her pale lips and the microphone.

The thudding of a kick drum pumped through the speakers and into her ears. Soon a guitar cried out as it joined, and she blindly reached over and twisted the knob of the deck, turning up the volume in the speakers. With the song, she felt her heart begin to race, lips curving into a smile. This was what she lived for.

"Ridin' down the highway! Goin' to the show. Stop in all the byways, playing rock'n'roll!"

The timing was perfect, and she'd already begun to bob her head with the beat, in turn shaking her shoulders slightly. She licked her lips, parting them to flash pearly whites and allow her diaphragm to contract, forcing out the next set of lyrics in perfection.

"Gettin' Robbed, gettin' stoned, gettin' beat-up, Broken boned. Getting had, gettin' took."

Caden smiled, offering the microphone a tone that suggested expertise, adding to the effect of the line, "I tell you, folks, It's harder than it looks."

Every move she made while singing so seamlessly into the machine was fluid. She moved a hand up to press the speaker against her head harder, the movements were starting to shake it off her head. She ignored the fact that it was messing up her dark hair, too caught up in the music to be too effect by it.

"It's a long way to the top if you wanna rock 'n' roll."

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Ten minutes later, she was unable to pull the smile off her face. The snooty student in charge had basically bashed the door down right at the second her hour was up. And even though they exchanged rather dirty looks and a few words, she couldn't be brought down.

In a rush to get out, she'd crammed everything into her bag. Creasing papers and folding sheets of music. Slinging the messenger's bag over her shoulder, she fought with the wires currently hanging out of the pockets. A closed CD case was caught between her teeth, hands busy with producing a Walkman and headphones out of the mess. Eventually moving the CD under her arm as she fiddled with the knot of a cord for the head phones.

Caden stopped in the main lobby, dropping her bag onto one of the chairs, near somebody who stood up to go take the room she'd left. She popped open the case and stuck the newly recorded cd into it, shutting it and pushing the earbuds into her ears. Reviewing her song as she rifled for a permanent marker, writing out her name, project title, and date on the cover of the CD case.

Her heart skipped a beat as she heard herself singing with the song. For a moment, she began to pick at it, pointing out all the little mistakes and errors found in her work. But the glee of completing the project and hearing the final result made her drunk with happiness. She bit her lip to keep from screaming out in joy as she stuffed the case into the bag, replaying the song.

Studying her trembling hands, she shook her head lightly. "I am so lame." she mused aloud, bobbing her head with the song. Picking up her things, she started to sing along with herself in some freakish, clone-like duet.

"If you think it's easy doin' one night stands. Try playing in a rock'n'roll band..."[/size][/ul]

[aleashia]

-> well you drive me crazy half the time the other half i'm only trying to
let you know that what i feel is true and i'm only me when i'm with you

connor had been off in the city. food, of course. caden had gone off to do some singing for her project, which meant hat she was in the n block. connor wasn't going to go with her today. she was much too hungry, in dire need of some fast food, and she wanted to let caden have some alone timeto get it done.she knew that it was tough to rent out one of the practice roms,and you only had limited time. she had heard that enough times from caden to know that. so, she let her twin sister go off on her own. better than having a distraction there. all connor would do was distract her and chances were that caden wouldn't get it finished. which, was why connor had gone ahead and boked another one of the practice rooms. caden didn't know, because connor hadn't told her. it was more of a surprise thing. if caden didn't finish, she had a back-up. and if caden did, it just meant that the two girls could fool around and sing for some fun. although those rooms weren't really meant for that when other sutdents needed them, but connor didn't care. she often didn't care when caden was involved. the two were contantly just having fun. and she found singing with her sister to be a lot of fun.

she had first learned just how much fun singing with caden was as a young child. but she never really gotto express it until the girls' trip to australia. the two had fun in the sun, connor got alone time with her twin, no adults, and the two got to sing at clubs. it was a lot of fun. it wasalso connor's favourite memory. she wouldn't have traded anything for that memory, except for caden, of course. she was the only one she felt truly herself with. she waslike a whole other connor when she was with caden. hence teh nickname, con-artist. the two were always getting themselves into trouble when they were together. while,when she was with others, she was calm and collected.

connor walked into the burger joint and ordered herslef a large fry and a burger. she ate the burger on the way back to the campus. it wasn't a big burger, just a simple cheeseburger. the fries were what she made big. made her "big thing". but she had to, caden cookies would just eat them with her. yes, caden cookies. it was one of connor's nicknames for her sister. the other was cadester. connor had the more immature nicknames for her sister. con-artist was silly too, but it was just the macguire girls. either get used to them,or pass them by. connor didn't care. she was a confident girl and didn't care if someone didn't like her. it was their fault. connor wasa great girl.

walking into the building, she spotted her sister dropping her bag down onto a chair. so,she was going to be quiet and see if she could slip over to her without her realizing until she was done, and possibly startle her. then she was going to tell ehr about the other room. but instead, she waited there for a moment, and then shouted, right next to her, caden cookies!!! then she just laughed a little. she wasa university freshman, but acted like a fifth grader.

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[/i] WORLD, TRYING TO FIGURE OUT WHAT IS AND ISN'T TRUE
AND I DON'T TRY TO HIDE MY TEARS, MY SECRETS OR MY DEEPEST FEARS
THROUGH IT ALL, NOBODY GETS ME LIKE YOU DO[/b]
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Caden had slunk off into her own little world once her headphones where on. That was the usual reaction to her listening to her music. She seemed to become oblivious to the world around her. Especially when it was her own product. She was busy making mental post-it-notes, tacking them about to review next time she went into the studio. You could say she was a bit of a perfectionist when it came to her work.

So intently focused on her critiquing her music, she never saw her twin creep up like she did. Caden leaped at her sister's scream, stumbling over herself before collapsing into a chair. Head snapping to see the trouble maker. His eyes flashed dangerously and she cast her sister a dirty look. Yanking the earbuds out of her ears and pressing a hand to her chest. "are you trying to kill me?" she yelped somewhat bitterly, but smiling slightly at her sister anyway, laughing also. "Jerk." she added. Standing up and straightening herself out.

She quickly crammed the walkman and headphones back into her bag, glancing at her sister again before sighing. She stepped forward and threw her arms around her sister's neck, hugging her tightly. Caden let out a heavy breath, shaking her head slightly. "Never gonna pass this class."[/color] she mumbled.[/size][/ul]