One person can change everything

Chapter 3

(Laya and Mateo's outfits) ->

Laya’s POV:

I waked up to the lovely song by my favourite artist Mateo Hortez. His beautiful voice streamed out of my phone and made wake up not so hard. I grabbed my phone and went in to the bathroom to get dressed. 

Then I walked into the kitchen and got me some breakfast. Then I walked outside. I pulled out my headphones and put one in my ear. I turned on a song by Mateo Hortez and start walking down to the camping. I was supposed to open it in the morning, before my grand parents came down a little later.

The way was not so long so I was just finishing listening to two songs by Mateo Hortez before I was there. I pulled my keys out off my pocket and opened the door. I walked in and throw my keys on the little table. Then I went and opened the little window where people came to buy stuff and everything like that. I couldn’t start washing before my grandparents came because someone had to look over the store all the time if someone was coming.

I sat down on the couch, taking my phone out and pulled on some more music from Mateo Hortez. I really loved his music. It was just perfect. I start singing along, not so high, so if someone passed, they wouldn’t hear me. I thought that they wouldn’t hear me.

I was just sitting there not actually looking outside if someone came. I was just so in to the music.

Then suddenly someone coughing interrupted me. I snapped out of my music bubble and looked around quickly to see the mysterious boy standing outside the open window. I quickly stand up and walked over to him, blushing a little. ‘OMG, hope he didn’t hear me sing’ I thought while walking over to him. Today was he wearing some new sunglasses and a big sweater with the hood over his head. He had also some headphones around his neck. Even if it was really hot outside.

I could se him smile a little. ‘OMG, he must have heard something’ I thought.

“Um, hey”, I said, trying to forget the facts that he might have heard me sing.

 “Hi, do you have some bread or something like that, and something to have on it?”, he asked. I turned around and found a bag with new bread and some marmalade. I gave it to him and typed the prise on the checkout. He gave me some money and took his things. I gave him some money back and just stood there awkwardly while he putted the saving money back in his pocket.

“Btw, you're a great singer “ he said before he walked off. I just stood there, shocking over what he just said. He had probably been standing there a while before I noticed him. He heard me sing, this is so embarrassing. I was not that good, but hearing him say that I was good, made me smile.