Hidden Talent

Chapter 10 - One Step Into Fame

I had to contact the Discovered Rumors producers to tell them I was going to be a few days late because I was in an accident on my way to the house all the contestants were going to stay for the rest of the season. Also, so they would believe, I asked my doctor that was currently attending to me if she could talk to them so they would believe me. I didn't want to be known as a lie right off the bat with them, so I had to give them some time of proof if my wounds weren't enough evidence for them.

I stayed in the hospital for two days. By the third day I was let go.

The nurses and doc were very kind, so before I left the hospital I had to give them all a big thanks for helping me through my recovery after my accident.

My big thanks to them wasn't much because, in the first place, I didn't have much. I just told them 'thank you' and gave them a hug on their last round to check up on me.

"Thank you Andy. I really appreciate everything you and the rest of the nurse crew did for me. Give them a big thanks for me, please," I told Andy, one of my favorite male nurses.

"Sure thing kiddo," he replied as he hugged me back. "We'll miss you but sure as heck don't ever want to see your face in one of these rooms again, if you know what I'm talking about."

"Of course," I said as I pulled away from him. "You don't want me to turn up here again if it involves me being injured otherwise I'm good."

"Right. Now get out of here and go win that competition you have. We'll be watching and cheering you on. We'll be voting for you."

"Thanks Andy. For everything."

"Your welcome. Now get out of here so we could fill this room with another patient that actually needs it," he said teasingly as he swatted me out of the room.

"Alright, alright. I'm going. No need to be so happy in getting rid of me. Sheesh," I said sarcastically with a smile on my face.

I made my out of the hospital wearing my black beanie that said 'geek', black sweatshirt that said 'royal pain' with a crown over the 'o', black ripped jeans, and my white classic high-tops Disney Dalmatian Vans. Also, I had my backpack on my back while another rather larger bag was swung over my shoulder and a suitcase handle one in each of my hands as they strolled behind me.

Once I was out the door I was met with something completely unexpected.

"What the? What is going on out here," I asked myself as I looked into a crowd of people with cameras sitting, standing, and crouching outside of the hospital doors. "This is hazardous. Hm, maybe a celebrity was rushed in and now they're just waiting to get a picture of them." I continued talking to myself as I past the paparazzi, I suspect, and made my way to the bus stop that was a little ways down from the hospital. I didn't take a cab because I'm pretty sure they are expensive as heck rather than a bus ride.

I pulled out my phone from my back pocket and contacted the producers of the show letting them know I was let go and on my way over.

Since the contestants were still coming from all over the world and settling these first couple of days, I wouldn't have missed much, which was excellent for me.

"Hello? I would like to talk to the producer Tyler, please?" I spoke into the phone.

"Let me check if he is available. But first, may I ask, who am I speaking to," the lady on the other side of the phone asked in a professional voice.

"Oh, um. My name is Everly. Everly Sullivan." Right after my response I felt a tap on my right shoulder. I turned around, coming face to face with a guy that looked around his mid-thirties looking straight at me with a desperate expression.