Jazzy was sitting in a seaside club. The manager was just offering a try out. He was looking for a singer or band to play in his bar. "Okay, show me what you got." the man said.
Jazzy started to sing:
You can take everything I have
You can break everything I am
Like I'm made of glass
Like I'm made of paper
Go on and try to tear me down
I will be rising from the ground
Like a skyscraper, like a skyscraper
"Very well. I think I may give you a shot." he said. Jazzy smiled. "Yes! Thank you so much." she told the man and ran outside in her clothes. She was smiling. "Okay, calm down, girl. You need a band. "she told herself slowly.
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