I sat down on the sofa, my favourite book in my hand as some rather boring tv show played in the background.
It's a brisk Autumn day, the September air blowing a small but cold gale outside, Donna and Jennifer are out in town, shopping.
Shopping is not my kind of thing, I will occasionally pick something in a shop if it catches my eye but I would never spend a whole day going through different shops.
As I settle into my book, the front door flies open and Donna and Jennifer come bustling through the door with bags and bags of shopping.
"My oh my, did you spend your whole bank account?" I raise a concern as my eyes widen at the sight of the bags scattered on the floor.
"Of course not! We could never!" Donna exclaims jokingly, "there are only a few bags" Donna whispers with guilt, as I see her eyeing the 30 bags of clothes.
"You can never have to many clothes, that's what my mother told me growing up" Jennifer says as she rummages through the bags.
"You certainly stuck that into your brain" I whisper under my breath with a smile, "so how did you pay for it all?" I ask peeping into their bags.
"I paid with my pay check from the Westend show I did" Donna picks her bags up and shuffles into the living room.
"I paid with the pay check from work, and I understand it doesn't sound like enough cast but mostly everything was half price or it was buy one get one free" Jennifer shrugs popping a cigarette into her mouth.
"You can never and I mean NEVER pass up a discount" Donna shakes her head fast as she pulls a pouty face, making me and Jennifer laugh.
"The only place I can't pass a discount is the music or record shop" I mutter putting a cigarette in my mouth and lighting it.
"You should pursue a music career" Jennifer says while puffing her smoke out of her lungs, I start coughing on my own smoke from her words.
"Yeah! You'd go far in the industry" Donna agrees with Jennifer.
"But my music is so different, I can't sing and I already go to college to study child development, so I'm fully booked" I shrug with a smile leaning back into the pillows on the sofa.
"You have plenty of time, you turn 19 next year in August you're in your last year of college, then your free, so start singing, and you have a beautiful voice" Jennifer shuts down my insecurities, making me go all shy.
"When have you ever heard me sing" I ask confused.
"When you sing in the shower, doing the cleaning, having a cigarette, doing anything and I'm not complaining you have a beautiful voice" Donna says counting her fingers as she lists.
"Think about it, there are so many girls and women that would die to have a voice like yours" Jennifer says stubbing her finished cigarette into the ashtray.
She has got a point, there are thousands of people out there that want a beautiful voice, but I was never born to live my life in a stage, I can never see myself on a stage.
"Anyway, what are you girls doing tonight?" I ask flicking my ash in the ashtray as I lean back onto the sofa.
"Nothing, tonight is my night off from the show, so a night at home for once" Donna gets on her hands and knees and looks into her bags.
"Nothing, David is working tonight so I'm free" Jennifer started dating this bloke, David. She met him when she went up to Liverpool, he is awkward towards me and Donna, he looks at us very strangely but Jennifer sounds very happy with him and I don't want to infer between her and Dirty David.
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Daydream Believer
FanfictionA troubled soul, with a beautiful voice, searching how to live her future leaves her life behind in Manchester, but at there stop in Hawaii in December, creates her and her friends a whole new future. Very stubborn, but as the charm of Davy Jones pl...