2013

Being a rising star in the music industry was never easy. You only managed to find your feet when a producer, Max Martin, came to your aid. He and your dad had been friends since high school, so when you started showing an interest in the industry, he reached out for a favour.

Now at only 17, you spent your afternoons in a local studio, Electric Lady Studios, with Max as he helped guide you. You co-wrote songs, he helped make amazing instrumentals. And he even introduced you to a couple of his other co-workers and friends: Taylor and Ed.

The blonde and the ginger had been friends for years, having written a couple songs together and hanging out almost every week. But they were also seasoned professionals in the music industry, and Max thought the two of them could help you even more than he could.

So, for the day, the 4 of you hung out. You sang, wrote, and played songs until your hands were cramping and your throats raw and sore. But even in that short time, Taylor had already taken a liking to you.

Over the next few weeks, you hung out with Taylor and Ed a lot, even co-writing a song with all three of you to put onto your first album. They both took you under their wings, teaching you even more than Max had, and you loved it.

One afternoon, it was just you, Taylor, and Ed in the studio. Max had packed up and gone home for the evening, leaving you three alone in the quiet of the studio. The window was cracked open a little, allowing the sound of the traffic outside to echo through your music session.

“Oh yes! I f-cking love that line!” Taylor said, jotting something that you had just sung down into her notebook.