<span style="font-family: 'Didact Gothic', 'sans-serif'">"You want me to come to your next practice?" <br/>
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Mya leaned against the counter in the small kitchen of her studio apartment. She stirred the pot on the stove, nibbling on her bottom lip. "That was fast Rita, yall really want me there?"<br/>
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Rita rolled over on the mattress removing the comforter from her frame. Nathan had long since been up already even though she tried to coax him into sleeping in. After promising she'd be up at some point during the day after their eventful night of drinking the night before. She decided to call Mya with the good news. Although it was invitation to play at their audition, she knew Mya would be a shoe in.  "Of course we want you there. I practically gushed about how talented you were. Trust me, we need you. "<br/>
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Mya adjusted the phone slightly while grabbed more spices from cabinets above searching for more oregano. "Alright. I'll be there. What time would you like me to come by?"<br/>
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"Hmm. 8 seems pretty decent. We'll have warmed up by then. I really appreciate you helping us out."<br/>
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Mya chuckled as she stirred the pot of sauce before placing the lid back on the pot. "No I really owe you for looking out for me. I've been itching to play for so long. But I'll let ya get going. I'll see you at your practice okay? Bye Rita."<br/>
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"See ya Mya."<br/>
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Rehearsal came faster than she expected. Mya slung her case over her shoulder and pushed the double doors opened to the studio where Rita said their rehearsal would be held. It was in the basement of a small warehouse a little ways outside the city. Mya could chatter as she got closer to the room. She knocked on the door waiting for a response. The door opened as she came face to face with Rita. The woman smiled stepping back to let her in. "Mya!"<br/>
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She wrapped her in a hug as she stepped into the room.  Grinning she ushered her towards the guys as they say around. "Guys this Mya Chadwick. Mya, you know Nathan and that's Matt and Mark."<br/>
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Mya brushed the curls off her face giving them all a wave. "Nice to meet you all."</span>