Taylor marched up to the woman behind the front desk and went into gear. «Hi! I'm Taylor Swift! I'm eleven and I want a record deal!» She handed the woman her CD. «Call me!» she said and flashed her a cheery smile. «She thought I was cute,» Taylor said when she was back in the car. «The usual 'Go away and come back when you're eighteen'.» Taylor stared out the side window …