[ WP ] An up-and-coming actor/musician gets to Hollywood , only to find out they must sell their soul for fame .

I ca n't believe today is it. After dreaming all my life to become a musician, it's happening. I walk into the Roc-A-Fella studio building and wait for an appointment. I anxiously take a seat into a small uncomfortable chair. `` One day... One day, I'll own my own production studio, just like this.'' I assure myself. I truly believe I'll be a household name in the music industry. After creating and producing music for other artists, I'm finally being recognized for the work I created. 
 
 I hear my name in the distance. `` They would like to see you now sir,'' a homely secretary shouts to me. I feel the butterflies and nerves rush through me, and get up from that chair. The secretary directs me down a hallway and points towards a door. As I approach the door, I pause. `` Am I ready for this?'' I ask myself nervously. My body trembles as I grab the knob and twist it open. There is a large room ahead of me, with bright lights and tall ceilings. I walk into the room and approach a desk filled where four people are sitting. I assume these guys are going to be the guys who make or break my music career. 
 
 `` Please, sir, sit down''. Still shaking, I walk to the chair and pop a squat. One of the members in front of me begins the conversation. `` We're quite... *impressed* with the mixtapes you've released. They have garnered a lot of attention, not just with the populace but even with the head man of this company. Yes, that being Jay-Z himself, he's quite the fan.'' 
 
 `` Jay-Z a fan of me!! I ca n't believe this!'' My dream seems to be unfolding perfectly. Could it get any better than right now? As soon as this thought had passed me, they dropped a bomb on me. 
 
 `` Yes, well there is a catch before we sign you sir. We understand how crazy this can sound, but we are completely and entirely serious. If anyone is going to sign a record with us, you need to also give us your soul.'' I did n't believe him at first. `` Wait, y'all serious about this...?'' I muttered those words and then looked into their faces. They all looked back at me sternly. At this moment I knew they were not lying. 
 
 `` You have a couple minutes to decide sir. We do not like our time being wasted. There are other clients we must ask''. 
 
 I became so conflicted. It seemed that my life was falling perfectly into place until he told me this. I love creating music, but it seemed so, *inhumane* to do this. I mean, it's my soul they're taking. On the other hand, I have been working my whole life for this moment, and I realize that I have to take this opportunity, no matter the consequence. 
 
 I shakily speak `` I'll take it... I'll take the chance.'' All four board members look at each other with crooked smiles, and then one of them tells me,'' glad to hear that. Please follow me out of here.'' 
 
 I get up out of my chair, still not completely sure about the decision I just made. `` Also sir, sorry but I've seemed to forgotten, what's your name again? I do apologize, we have many clients who come and go all day.'' I lock into his eyes, and confidently say,'' Kanye West''. The executive member looks at me, smiles and says to me, `` Great! now, let's handle the whole soul business''. I knew after this moment, I would n't let him forget my name.
