Uncovering Kaitlyn by Emma Jane Read Free Book Online

hearing the songs too. Jake was going to call in sick
so he could come with me but Dad put his foot down. He said I needed to test the
water and see how much I could cope with. I was under strict instructions to
call either one if I couldn’t cope. Aaron had also told the label that I must
always have complete control over my wardrobe at all times, he even went as far
as having it written into the contract. People gave us funny looks but he had
argued its necessity. Aaron went for the all or nothing approach and Wayne gave
in.
    Wayne would
be at least another five minutes. I picked up a magazine from the coffee table
and flicked through. There was an article about my appearance on the Howard
Collins Show which I quickly turned passed, only to land on the article
featuring Jamie Stark. There were loads of pictures of him at a petrol station
with a woman and him carrying a baby. There was also a whole page dedicated to
a photo of him in assumedly his home wearing only his boxers. He smiled and
waved to the camera. What was he trying to prove? Sexy hero? Yeah, we kind of
got that with the clip of him talking to the woman. I admit I watched it. I was
curious as to what actually went on, there were so many rumours. The clip
seemed to show a body guard struggling and Jamie going to help. The woman was
insane. She barely registered her baby in her arms.
    “So Kaitlyn,
I thought I’d ease you in gently, so it’s just us this morning. I need to
explain a few things first. Mainly, I don’t usually work so closely with
individual artists. I usually just check in. I’m working with you because
you’re young and new and also probably the best artist we’ve ever had. You’re
going to go big, we’re talking international big. So I want you to be as
comfortable as possible. The next thing is I agree you should do the filming.
If I talk to the producer and see if we could have a few of your own songs put
in the background then it will work even better. It will help you get noticed
in America.”
    “I’m not
sure.”
    “Why? It’s
simply music. There will only be one or two scenes which will involve you
acting. And they’ll find another way if you’re that bothered. This is a good opportunity
for you.”
    “Honestly?”
    “Always. We
have a two way confidentiality agreement Kaitlyn. You can trust me with
anything.”
    “My wardrobe
issue. I can’t bear not being in control of it.”
    “Really?
That’s it? We can speak to them and try and sort it out if that’s what you
really want.”
    “Thanks.”
    I picked up
my guitar and started preparing. I was nervous so played a few originals to get
me warmed up. Then I started a song I titled ‘ flowers ’. It was one of
the first songs I wrote. I remember it being a warm March and flowers just
started to grow. It was a song about life and the tests in it, wrapped up in a
metaphor of roses and daffodils.
    “It still
needs work. I think it needs more than the guitar. And I want to rewrite the
fourth and seventh verses.”
    “Kaitlyn
that was really good. Wow. If you don’t mind I would like to keep a record of
when you wrote these.”
    “This was
March when I was fourteen, I think. I didn’t bother dating them until I
realised how many I had, so it could be a year either way. It was definitely
March though.” I remembered every single emotion and thought I had when I wrote
this. I remember taking my guitar on a walk with me one Sunday morning and
playing it again and again until it started to get dark and Dad came looking
for me. He and Jake had been going crazy all day wondering where I was.
    I sang my
next song ‘ Blood and Roses’ and tried not to cry halfway through. I made
it through the whole song and Wayne handed me a box of tissues at the end.
    “Are you ok?
That’s quite a harsh song. It’s beautiful at the same time though. I have to
ask this. Was that about domestic violence?” Wayne looked all concerned.
    “No. The
song is about the fact that you can’t