Pam threw her arms around Chase when she opened the door. She was squealing and waving her cellphone around as she bobbed up and down. “What’s going on?” Chase asked prying her excited friend off her.
Pam entered the apartment and spun around with the biggest grin in the world on her face. “They did it.”
“Did what?” She asked shutting the door before her nosy neighbours started looking out into the hall to see what the yelling was about. She was dressed in sweats and a tank top, and she had her long red hair tied up in a blue bandana because she had been cleaning all day.
“Eric just called me he says they just finished signing the contract with Wicked Records,” Pam informed her. Chase’s face lit up, and she squealed, taking Pam’s hands the two of them jumped up and down excitedly. She
