No Longer Being Bullied

Chapter 4

It was the weekend and Fred got a call from Michael but he of course didn't answer, even though he was desperately trying to figure out why he insulted him the way he did.

Fred had a website where he downloads his songs, some people listened to his music and commented on it, What Fred didn't know that this website was about to change his life. He had his address and information about himself in that website, like where he lives, what's his last name, and a lot more but nothing about his personal life.

Hours later, he heard a knock on the door. he walked up to the door and opened it to reveal Frank, the guy Fred should pay the rent to. he froze in his place knowing exactly what will happen in the end of the day. Frank is so cold hearted he would never pity on Fred or his current situation. All he cared about was money.

"May I come in?" Frank asked.

Fred nodded and opened the door wider for him to come in.

"So, Fred. you know what time of the month is it right?" He asked.

Fred was quiet as he nodded his head again.

"So? Where's my money?"

"I..I don't have it." Fred stuttered a bit.

Frank shook his head, "You know what that means do you?"

He nodded. "I'll go get my stuff," Fred said.

He was kicking him out. Frank just kicked Fred out, and he had no place to go to.

After a few minutes Fred came back with his guitar and a journal. he didn't take anything else. he grabbed the key and handed it to Frank as he walked out the house. Where is he gonna go? he had no where to go but sit on the sidewalk.

Frank walked out of the house without even taking a glimpse at Fred and walked away to his car driving away.

Cold hearted prick.

Fred kept still on the sidewalk, guess this is where he is going to sleep. He put his small journal on the ground and laid his head on it slowly falling asleep...thinking of the perfect world he would like to join someday.

......

"Fred? Fredrick Roberson?" A man's voice woke him up, he quickly sat up and nodded rubbing his eyes.

"That's me." He replied.

The man smiled, he was wearing a a suit that looked formal.

"I have been looking for you, why are you out here?" He asked.

Fred looked around, "Sorry but, who are you?" he asked.

"Oh, where are my manners I'm Joel. I have heard some of your music and I must say, they are really interesting," the man sat down next to him. "We would like you to sign a record deal with us!" Joel exclaimed.

Fred's eyes went wider, "me? I mean, woah. This is just. Wow thank you so much you can't imagine how much this means to me. My dream is coming true. I mean I'm a nobody." Fred talked a bit too quickly.

"Your own music may turn you from a nobody to a somebody. And you would inspire the whole world. I mean your music is just so amazing. All of the crew loved it back there." Joel replied.

Fred was so excited he couldn't even find the words so he just hugged the man. "Thank you, thank you so much." Fred said and quickly pulled away muttering a 'sorry'.

"Perfect! we start as soon as we could!" Joel smiled. "you may come with us to the studio if you don't have a place to go. and we'll rent you a hotel room later on?" Joel asked.

"Yes that sounds perfect." He replied with a huge grin on his face.