Sing While You Can

New Me, New Her

“Terrible singing, anyways we’re here!” Charlotte squealed.

I turned off the radio and began to step out of the car. The building in front of me was very modern – silver and black – and looked very posh. I sighed as I reached for one of my cases.

Entering the main lobby was like stepping into an alternate universe. It had a fountain in the centre and the chic atmosphere continued with the black and white striped wallpaper on a singular wall next to the main desk. People in expensive suits were bustling in and out and I suddenly felt out of place in the posh environment.

I wheeled my first case over to the main desk and inquire for our room key. After the short wait I called for Charlotte to come and help me with the rest of the cases.

I trudged up the stairs but saw no sign of Charlotte following me. I waited on the 2nd floor for her. And waited. And waited.

After around half an hour, I saw a man carrying what was unmistakably my sisters pink case. She followed him up and I stared at her.

“Ooh. Thanks, Evan. You must be really strong,”

Oh. So she was flirting. Evan was lapping it up like everyone else that I had seen. It was very cringy and awkward so I edged past them and collected the rest of my cases.

May I just say that I carried the rest of those cases up the stairs all by myself, as Charlotte stayed with Evan and continued to flirt. Ugh.

~*~

I had just finished getting my room sorted and now it was 2 o’clock. I had more than enough room to fit my stuff inside of it. One thing I was unhappy about is not being able to bring my piano ( for obvious reasons ). My Mother said that I could share with Charlotte – but Charlotte had already warned me not to touch it.

I decided that I would go out into town and look around.

I changed from my tracksuit into a pair of jeans, white top and plaid shirt then brushed out my hair.

I stared into the mirror, deep in thought. Surely I should create a new image for myself if I was starting out fresh. I began to think of ways and I came up with the simplest way to do that.

I grinned then grabbed my purse and headed out of the door calling bye to Charlotte.

I plugged my earphones into my ears as I walked to the main street.

I looked in my rearview mirror and,

It seemed to make a lot more sense,

Than what we have ahead of us,

Ahead of us,

Ariana Grande’s voice flooded my ears while I searched around.

Eventually, I came across 'Kellie’s Kuts' and walked inside as the bell rang out. A young woman that looked in her 20’s stepped out from behind the counter. She had short curly black hair and was wearing a black top and jeans – both having Kellies Kuts on them in script.

“Hi, welcome. I haven’t seen you around here before, whats your name? I’m Kellie the owner.” She finished with a cheery grin.

“Hi Kellie! I’m Eve. Just moved in the apartments on Jameson Street,”

“Ooh, they’re beatutiful,” she had a wistful look in her eyes.

“I know. When are you free next?” I enquired.

“Oh, should be in 1 hour or so. If you leave your phone number I could call you when I’m ready,”

“Yeah thanks. It is 077 586 222. See you later,” I left the small building and decided to wander into the nearest Starbucks.