"Stop!" Talia cried.
"What now..." Will grumbled.
"I'm sorry, but this time it was me, okay, Will?" Talia said. "If you dont like the fact that I want this album to be awesome, then you can leave!"
"Sorry, geez!" Will said, rolling his eyes and turning his back toward her so he was facing Trent on the drums. Trent shrugged his shoulders.
Everyone had been feeling tense that day, partly because they had stayed up late the night before, but mostly because they were appearing on Total Request Live later in the day, and they still needed to do some recording. Talia seemed worst of all. Everything that went wrong during recording, she stopped immediately and started over. "Can we start at the beginning of the chorus again?" she asked Jeff through the intercom.
Jeff had his head hung low and he was rubbing one of his temples. His headache didnt help ease the pain of his broken nose. Neither did Talia's nagging. "Sure ting, one bore tibe." he said. "Den we gotta get you rea