Outside, we glance up at the building, at all the clouds surrounding the floor we came from. We were really floating in the clouds, face-to-face with real music executives, surrounded by Billboard awards, platinum plaques, and Grammys. Who would’ve thought two kids from Brooklyn would’ve made it so far? I know that look on Quady’s face. That closed-mouth dead silence. He seems real calm, but inside, he’s freaking out. Not me, though. Being that close to the top just put a new battery in my back.
