Laura's POV
After my usual four hours of practice, I suddenly remember that paper I picked up. As I pull the crumpled note out of my jeans, I see an all too familiar logo on the front. All Time Low? What do they need a pianist for? Oh well, I see auditions and interviews for tomorrow. I don't have anyone to stop me, so I might as well go for it!! At the very least I'll get to meet the boys right? Oh, I'll have to find something to wear! This is so exciting, For the first time in forever, I have something to look forward to!
It's later now, and I decide that if I want to make a good impression, I'd best get some sleep. But the jitters win, and I'm up tossing and turning. I finally give up on rest and retire to my keyboard, running over every possible scenario in my head.
Oh no! It's light out, what time is it? I must have fallen asleep at the keyboard. Oh, phew, it's only 9:00 a.m. I still have 3 hours to get ready to meet ATL!!!!!
ATL POV
We're all set up in this big room, on a couch facing a lone chair and a keyboard.
"I can't believe I let them talk me into this." Alex thought.
Here we are, ready to find our newest band member. Flyzik shows up for a sec to drop off a list of about 10 names and profiles of who we'll be looking at today. He mutters something about playing nice and shuffles out the door.
"Well boys, we got about an hour left. Let's hope for the best and just go for it!" Jack exclaimed.