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Hidden in Plain Sight

Chapter 1.

*Jaime's POV*

The vibration and ringing of my phone sounds from my bedside table. I shoot awake, jerking my head in the wrong position sending me into instant pain. I reach over to grab my phone and set it to snooze for just 10 more minutes.

Jess stirs below me, softly opening her eyes as she looks up to me. Her hand makes it's way to my chest and memories from last night come flooding back to me. It was our 1 year anniversary. And for that special occasion, I took her out to a beautiful, yet extremely expensive restaurant where we had the most amazing candle lit dinner ever. We then came back home and I'm sure you can tell what happened next.

As I hold her tight with my eyes slightly ajar, my alarm rings again, alerting me that I must now get up and get ready to head back to work in the studio. Vic has written some new songs and we have rehearsed them quite a bit. Now they have been perfected, we're ready to go in a track them.

I spoke to Vic a couple days ago and he said he has found a new record producer at Fearless. He said from what he's heard her record and produce, she seems pretty good. So we're all pretty excited to meet her and hopefully work with her on our best album yet.

Releasing Jess from my grip, I hop out of bed and find my underwear along with a fresh set of jeans and a new shirt I bought in Australia. I walk into my ensuite bathroom, stripping down and washing myself in the steamy hot water. I shampoo my hair with success of not getting it in my eye this time and hop out.

Getting dressed, I blow dry my hair and straighten out my curls, spraying ridiculous amounts of hairspray so it will hold. I head out to the kitchen we're Jess has made me a lovely cup of coffee. Sitting beside it was a little box and a note on top addressed to me. Looking around, Jess is no where to be seen. In cute cursive writing, the note read "Happy one year babe, I hope you like it". I open it to find a beautifully expensive watch. Coloured a shimmering silver, I put it on my wrist and it fits perfectly.

Something taps me on the shoulder and I turn around to find Jess. "I absolutely love it" I say to her before kissing her thankfully. We break the kiss and her hand makes it's way to the necklace i bought her. It's a sterling silver snowflake with a light blue gem in the centre.

"I'm glad you do. I figured you'd like something as nice as yourself" she smiles. I wrap my around her, fooling her into thinking I'm going to hug her. Instead, I reach for the counter behind her and grab my coffee, taking in the last mouthful. Putting it down, I smile cheekily at her before kissing her once more.

I grab my keys and my wallet and head out the door. As I start up my car and plug my phone into the stereo, a call comes through. I unplug my phone and answer my phone.

"Yo" I simply say knowing very well who it is.

"Jaime man, have you left home yet?" Tony asks anxiously.
"You need a lift?" I say.

"Yes. The stupid mechanics still haven't fixed my car" he rants.

"I'll be there soon dude. Just chill" I say before hanging up leaving him no time to reply or thank me.

Playing 'Mad at Myself' by Issues, I cruise through the streets of San Diego on my way to Tony's place. He lives about 5 minutes away from me if the traffic is good, but it can take up to 10 minutes to get there. Luckily for me, the traffic is nice and low and I am able to get to his place on time.

I pull up in his driveway, honking my horn. I can't be bothered to get out and knock on his door. I mean, why would you? Honking your horn is perfectly sufficient. Tony soon races out the door, dragging his guitar in it's case along with him. He locks the house up and walks down to where my car sits in his driveway.

"Thanks man" Tony greets me as he jumps in.

"No worries, always happy to help" I chirp to him.

"Have you heard anything from Vic about anything?" Tony asks out of the blue.

"Yeah, I spoke to him the other day. He said he found a new producer and he's pretty confident in her. He said the stuff she's produced and mixed sounded pretty freaking amazing, so yeah"

"Wait, we have a chick producer?" I nod to him. "Sweet!" I can't help but smile and laugh at him.
Soon enough, we arrive at Fearless, ready for the next couple of months of early mornings and late nights. This record should be awesome.