Bluespot Entertainment(A femme story)

(Laughing)...Girl, you're crazy! Hold on a sec, i gotta beep.Hello?... "Hi is this Dayla?" 'Yes it is,' I answer wondering who is this calling me from a private call. "My name is Chandrell and I am calling in reference to your myspace music page. This number was listed as a contact number for booking. Dayla, you certainly have a voice like no other. I am a talent scout searching the area for local outstanding artists." 'Really? Well, what agency are you calling from and why is your number blocked?'  This could be a scam. There are too many culprits in the music biz. Plus, this Chandrell lady is sounding like a man! "Im calling on behalf of BlueSpot Entertainment." She went on to tell me where she was located and how I could view their website online for credibility. After viewing the site and doing a little homework, I felt like she was legit so i called the number on the website and told her a friend and I would meet her around 7pm that evening. I called my bestie, Skyye back to give her the good news. "Girl, we're gonna have to run to the mall to get you an outfit!", Skyye screamed. 'An outfit? Im just going to her studio to maybe sing a line or two and to find out a little more about BlueSpot Ent. It's not even that serious.'  When we pull up to the address that Chandrell gave me, we were both speechless. "What kinda studio has a gated entrance and security?," Skyye asked. I was thinking the same thing. We parked and walked up to the large three storied Victorian-styled home. I was excited and a little nervous at the same time. I rang the doorbell and a petite-framed white butler opened the door. "Hello, ladies. You must be Miss Dayla?", he asked. 'Yes, I am and this is my friend Skyye.' He nodded and replied,  "Ms. Chandrell is expecting you. This way please." We follow him into a large room that was decorated with Navy blue and gold interior. There was a gigantic, yet elegant painting of a beautiful woman on the wall. She was wearing a light blue gown with a large blue sapphire necklace encrusted with diamonds. Her beauty was breath-taking. Skyye saw the portrait too and we both looked at each other like , CHA-CHING! "Ladies, please take a seat and Ms. Chandrell will be with you in just a moment. Help yourself to some cheese and wine," the butler stated and closed the door behind him. "Wine! Girl gimme dat glass!", Skyye squealed already making me wish I'd left her at home! 'Stop acting like you don't have any class! And give me a piece of that cheese. Im hungry and I have butterflies.' Skyye handed me some cheese and a glass of wine to wash it down with. We sat there looking at the different pictures of celebrities on the wall. There was Etta James, Billie Holiday, Diana Ross, and Chaka Khan to name a few. "Dang, I'm tired. I'm about to take a cat nap until Chandrell comes.(Yawn) "By the way, what's taking her so long?" Skyye asked. She had a point. We had been waiting in this grande room every bit of 20 minutes. I was feeling a little sleepy myself, so I sat beside Skyye on the couch and waited...