Little Bird

CHAPTER 1- Little Bird Flys To London

LET ME KNOW ABOUT GRAMMAR + SPELLING MISHAPS! WHATEVER YOU DO  NOT IGNORE THE VIDEO ITS AWESOME! IF YOU DONT LIKE ED WELL U SUCK BUT STILL WATCH IT IF YOU’RE ON UR PHONE OR IPAD WHATEVES PLEASE STILL WATCH IT KINDA FITS THE ENTIRE STORY! THE STORY THAT ED TELLS IN THE VID THAT EXPLAINS THE SONG TOTES FITS EVEN THOUGH MY CHARACTER IS NOT A DEAD CHICKEN (VID WILL EXPLAIN) PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE WATCH THE VID ULL LOOOOOOVE IT! MADE ME SMILE AND LAUGH AND IVE PRESSED REPLAY ABOUT FIVE TIMES ALL READY XD PICTURE IS OF CHLOE THE MAIN CHARACTER!

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Mr Donavan stuck the paper on my desk... could I have passed? Please let me have passed! I glanced down at the evil thing... "YES, OMG I GOT AN A!" I cried while fist pumping ... in the dorky way. I heard chuckling, whipping my head round I saw some kid in my class smirking at me... Im soo gunna kill him! "SHIT OWW CHLO! Mind your flipping hands you just poked my ruddy eye out yeh idiot!"...Oops.

"Hehe sorry Amy" I mumbled "I didn't mean it, what did you get?"

"Nothing as good as yours" Amy sighed. "I got a C" she grunted. I patted her back "You know you only got a C cuz Donavan is a bastard who hates you? Amy come on you know if it was any other teacher you would have got an A." I said hoping it would make her feel better. "Yeah I guess" she said "Well seen as we all passed ready to go to London for celebration time?” I nodded. “Oh yeah! Can’t wait for it, I’m so looking forward to getting rid of the family. It’s going to be so fun spending Christmas and New Years there! Just think of the firework show on the Thames!” We were practical bobbing up and down in our seats we were getting so worked up.

.......................................................................................................... One Week Later

Well here we are. Me and Amy are now sat in Central Station in Glasgow waiting/freezing our arses off the nuu; I don't know how they do it they actually make it colder in the building than it is outside. We’re waiting in a gigantic queue for the London Euston to arrive and sure enough the blazing red and dull grey Vergin train slows to a halt in platform 1. The ticket-masters open the gates and all hell breaks loose as the mental cases that were waiting politely in the queue now run to grab seats -it’s their own fault for not reserving... they’re going to be stuck in carriage E...ewww. Amy and I grab our bags and bolt for carriage B. Once inside we find our seats and plonk ourselves down and ready ourselves for the seven and a half hour treck to London. Luckily I bought us a table forward facing seats. We plug in our phones and much some munchies, have a wander around; feel sick because of the stuffiness: honestly it's like being inside a plane - with farts. Amy falls asleep by the time we get to the Lakes and the last stop I can remember before dosing off is Preston... great another three hours to go. The rubbish collection lady wakes us up and I chuck some bits and bobs that have been strewn round my head on the table in the bin bag. Finally we get to Kings Cross and I can't be more relieved to get out of the train. Some small part of me that is a Potterdork is screaming in my head "Omg you've just finished the train ride that first inspired JK and lets go find Platform 9 and 3/4! You know that you never got your letter because of Errol!" Author interruption - go and watch Platform Niall and 3/4... hey ho on we go! Eventually Amy and I find our hotel and after some grumbling we decide to head on out and go party! We go and get all dolled up and grab a taxi into the town centre. We come across this funky bar named THE SHED and it looks quite posh. Even though it’s early doors there is quite the queue to get inside but we decide to wait. When we get in we find a really quaint atmosphere there is a stage and karaoke thing there. A random lady saunters over from the bar and... Sings... well more like kills people it’s that bad. After a few drinks and some encouraging peer pressure from Amy and a bit of my inner musician starting to grow an ego I start towards the stage grab a classical guitar and sit myself on a stool. I grab a capo that was on the top of the guitar and stick it on third. I decide to play "Little Bird" by Ed Sheeran. People were actually clapping and cheering! I couldn’t believe it! I honestly couldn't you see there is this slight problem I have I can't get rid of my Scottish accent when singing so sometimes it sounds horrid and singing with this accent in London of all places with the referendum looming is not the best idea but they liked it! I was getting more confidant when ginger god all mighty himself walks up onto the stage grabs a mic that was lying around and starts singing along with me! I'm singing with ED SHEERAN! When we finish people are whooping and cheering and I could spot a couple of folks recording us on their phones! Amy was bouncing up and down like a pogo stick. Ed helped me off the stage and escorted me with him to the VIP room. I turned round to face Amy and mouthed "Dunno whats going on but I'll catch you later wait here!" she mouthed back "Okay!" I was whisked up a set of stairs and onto a balcony area. "Hey, what’s your name?" Ed asked. I stared at him gobsmacked... probably thought I was related to a goldfish the way my gob kept flapping after a moment or two of utter stupor I regained some use of my vocal chords "I'm Chloe, It's really nice to meet you Eddie! Oh that was rude of me! Can I call you Eddie? Oh god I'm rambling! Sorry please talk so you can save yourself from listening to me!" He started laughing... on no he thinks I'm a dunderhead! "Yeah sure thing babe I don’t mind what you call me. Chloe is a lovely name" Ed smirked "You sing brill, your Scottish right?" I nod "Awesome, listen want to get out of here? See I've got to go to a party in about an hour so want to come with? I promised I’d play a couple songs and I’d like it if you’d sing with me" He asked he looked a bit wary like he'd be rejected..? "Really Oh my I can't believe this! Sure I'd love to! You’re not pulling my leg? Right? This is real I’m not dreaming?” He really starts laughing then “Clo you’re a scream you know that! No it’s no joke! I really think you have talent! This is all real!” I start shaking; no way can this be happening to me! “THANK YOU!” I scream while chucking myself into his arms. “No problem!” Ed whispers in my ear. “I’ve got to tell my friend to go home!” I say. “Okay, I’ll come with you. Don’t want you running off!” He says playfully. “Dokii!” I reply. We make our way back into the bar area where Amy is sat with a drink looking bored. “Hey Amy” I cry running over to her and giving her a hug. “Hey Chloe, so what did Ed say?” She asks. I hear a loud fake cough behind me and Ed appears making Amy blush “That I would like to take her out on a date” He said while winking Amy blushed even more after that. “I said yeah so were gunna head out will you be okay getting back by yourself? You know the address and everything?” She nods trying to look like she’s not put out that she hasn’t been invited. “Yeah it’s cool” She smirks “Try not to make me an Auntie anytime soon kay hun” She says while sticking her tongue out making Ed goes the same shade as his hair… think he might be a carrot in disguise. I laugh awkwardly, “Well I’ll see you later Amy!” I call as we walk out the club and get into a car driven by his security guard.

END OF SCENE ONE!

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