I groan and the class joins in, complaining loudly.
"Miss?" I ask, raising my hand. I see Taylor and Diana start giggling and mouthing 'Nerd' at me. Caitlyn glances at me, as if trying to calm me down.
Calm down?! I could rip their heads off right this second.
"Yes, Amelia?" Mrs. Healy nods, looking at me.
"Do we have to sing?" I plead, practically begging her.
"Yes," Mrs. Healy chuckles. "It isn't that bad. Stop complaining."
Yes, it is bad! Taylor and Diana will have a field day if I sing. Especially in front of the whole school...
Introductions suck, but I'll do one anyway.
I'm Amelia Roberts. Mia for short. I'm 17 and... yeah. Basically, I like singing. But I'm no good at it. So that's why I'm dreading the school talent show.
St. Mary's, our school, always does an annual talent show. To 'Make dreams come true!' as they put it. But all it is is a dude from some recording company comes along and watches. If he likes a girl's singing/dancing etc, he gives them a deal.
Mmm, I know. Crazy, right? But true.
I live in Mullingar in Westmeath, Ireland. And before you ask, no, I have never met Niall Horan from One Direction. Or anyone else famous, on that note.
So, our teacher has decided to make us all sing in the talent show. Alone. Solo. Independently.
Yeah. Do you see why I'm so freaking nervous?
Thought so.
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A/N
This is the prologue to my new story! Agh, the nerves! O.O
~ Janeeee(:
