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Sure, and..i think Rochelle's last name would be her father's right..? xDD

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Rochelle was quickly gathering up her papers into her binder. Her red, shoulder-length hair moved continuously in and out of her face as she picked up her belongings and headed out of her last college class for the day.
"This project is going to kill my grand if i don't do it right," she sighed to herself. She had a detailed entry to write on an entrepreneur, and while she was a good writer, a good people-person, she was not. The list of places she could check for possible subjects had her rattled about her interview.

That's what I thought but i didn't know if you had a different one or what xD


Shane sat in his studio, his last class before lunch had just left, leaving it around eleven o'clock. He sighed, taking a large swig from the water bottle that at on the stool by the radio and dabbed the sweat off of his forehead, brushing his dark-brown curls out of his eyes. He slowly began packing away his guitar, before slipping off his shoes and leaning back against the wall. Only a few hours of a break before the next class, his junior-high class, one of his favorites besides the highschoolers. Of course, he couldn't get through either of those without making one of the girls blush, and it just made him laugh and continue on with class, ignoring their horomone-crazed minds.

Rochelle's apartment was close to her college, in fact, simply a five minute drive to and from. She went into the side door and climbed the stairs to the second floor, up to her apartment.
She went in, closing the door behind her, and set down her things on the table. She began to re-read the list of places she could call for possible interviews, trying to choose one to start with.

After a small lunch, Shane grabbed his guitar case and his backpack, and walked out the front door, locking it behind him. He hopped into his car and began his drive home, a good ten minute drive, but it wasn't so bad since he had the radio playing and was singing along to it. He pulled into his driveway and parked, before enetering his own home and sighing. His maid had come today, since it was a friday, so it had that nice "clean house smell". After setting down his bags Shane went to the back door and let in his dog before flopping down on the couch and listening to the messages on his phone.

Rochelle spent a lot more time trying to get the confidence to call places then she actually spent on the phone calls. She tried the first two places on the list, with no luck. One place shut her down completely, saying they had no time for such 'ridiculous projects', and the other place just seemed to not want to share anything with her. Rochelle sighed and scanned over the list again, hoping to find a willing person on the list.



ooc:..shoould..she call him now? or..? xD

(Umm sure xD lol)

Shane sighed. Just a message from Blaine about not having seen him in a while and needing to visit, and that was about it.
"Want a bone Knight?" He asked his black German shepherd, who woofed and thumped his tail. Shane stood up and walked over to the cabinet before grabbing a little bone and tossing it to him.
"Good boy." He chimed, patting Knight's head, before looking through the mail that'd been on his counter.
"bill..bill..junk..bill..." Shane grumbled quietly to himself, tossing the junk mail in the trash before opening all the bills.

Scanning the list, she found a dance instructor. She flipped through a phone book to find his number and dialed it. She took a deep breath and pressed call, putting the phone to her ear, trying to stay positive.

Shane jumped as his phone rang, and he picked it up, not recognizing the number.
"Da?" He answered, wondering who was calling.

When someone on the other line picked up, she froze up a bit.
"Uhm..Hello. My name's Rochelle and i'm doing a project for my college major where i have..to..uhm.." she paused with her shaky voice, very nervous talking to someone. "To..interview and write a piece on a successful entrepreneur. I was calling to see if..well..you'd be interest in participating?"

Shane chuckled at her shyness, and put the bills down on the counter.
"Sure, why not?" He said, shrugging a bit, as if she could actually see him. "What..do I do?"

Rochelle was a bit shocked he was saying yes. "Oh, really? Well..uhm..i just need to come down to where you work and asked you some questions..if that's of course."

"Alright, well I'll be going back in a few minutes, if you could just..meet me there? I guess.." Shane thought a moment. "Oh yeah, um the address do you know where it is? 's ah, Progressions." He said, wondering why he was even on the list.

"Oh, that'd be great." she said, hurrying to scribble down questions she'd need to ask. "Oh, i think i know where that is...Thanks so much for doing this interview!"

"Yeah, hey no problem. I guess I'll see ya' later..!" He said, hanging up and grabbing his stuff. His next class started in about five minutes, so he hurried out the door.
A few minutes later he and his class had begun practicing their dance to the song Glad You Came.
"Turn the lights out now, Now I'll take you by the hand, Hand you another drink, Drink it is you can, Can you spend a little time, Time is slipping away, Away from us so stay, Stay with me I can make, Make you glad you came.." The music thrummed through the building.