I guess it was luck.
Not only that I was noticed, but that I had a friend nice enough to:
A) Take enough notice to realise that I was a good singer.
B) Care enough to waste her time making a music video without my cooperation.
C) Get me noticed by a RECORD COMPANY!!
Most 20 year-olds spend their time obsessing over bands, actors, athletes and doing school work. Well that’s what my best friend Mae does anyways. I’m different. I spend my time hanging out with bands, actors, athletes and going on tours. I do school work as well, of course. Because, well. Life isn’t a fairy tale.
“Violet!” My mum yells from down stairs “Phone!”
“Coming mum!” I reply running down stairs.
Our house is small. It’s got 2 bedrooms and is in a small town West of Byron Bay called Bangalow.
I run into the kitchen and grab the phone from my mums hand.
“Thanks mum” I smile at her and sit on the kitchen counter.
“Hello, Violet” The man on the other side of the phone says. I recognise that voice immediately, its Simon Cowell.
“Hey, Si!” I smile picking an apple up from the fruit bowl to my right.
“Violet, big news!” Simon says.
I take a bite from my apple. “Good or bad?” I ask.
“Great! How do you feel about living in England for two years… With One Direction?” He says.
I literally choke on my apple.
“Are you serious?” I scream.
“I’ll take that as a yes.” He laughs
“Of course! I will just ask mum!” I put the phone down and jump off the counter running into the living room to find my mum sewing a button onto one of my favourite shirts.
“Mum! Can I go to London for two years to live with ONE DIRECTION? For promotional stuff?” I yell running over to her and jumping on the couch next to her.
She laughs. “Of course you can baby girl”
I scream and hug her. I run back into the kitchen and pick up the phone.
“She said yes! She said yes!” I yell into the phone.
Simon laughs “That’s good. Can I speak to your mum for a sec? I’ll see you later”
“Okay. Thanks uncle Si. Bye!” I say and run off to get mum.
I tell mum that Simon wants to talk to her and run off to my bedroom to pack my bags.
About 10 minutes later my mum comes into the room.
“Simon said you will be living in England for two years… Starting tomorrow.” She sighs.
“That’s a long time” I mumble looking up at her.
“Yeah… It is”
“I’m sure you will be able to fly over, meet the guys go to a concert or something”
“I guess so. I’ll just miss my baby girl is all”
“I’ll ring you every day, mum. Don’t worry. We’ll be fine” I smile wrapping her into a tight hug.
“I have to go down to the grocery shop to get some things for dinner. Wanna come?” She says.
“It’s okay. I’m just going to pack some things.”
