Journey to Fame (Finished)

Lazy Day

Chapter 4

My eyelids open slightly the light hurting my eyes. I lean over and check the time, it's 10 o' clock. That can only mean one thing, snow! 

I slowly clamber out of my bed, trying to avoid the messiness of my room, and fall onto my desk pulling the curtains open, to see a foot of snow on the ground. I smile secretly, laughing inside, no school. No parents. Brilliant!

However, my daydream is forced to a close again by Sherry stood at my door. "You can forget what you're planning, no-one's coming over and the only place you're going is Morrisons later this afternoon." She tells me this with a grin spread right across her face ,she must have read my thoughts. 

I sit on the sofa watching This Is Us for the 600th time, wishing that my dream will come true. I need these people in my life. I hear the ring of Best Song Ever in my ears and watch the credits come rolling onto the screen. I sit and listen to my sister on the phone. She's whispering, why is she whispering? 

I creep over to her room and stop round the corner of the wall, i hear her say "I have to go speak to you later." She must know I'm here, but why wouldn't she want me to hear her conversation? 

I come round the corner and ask her why all the secrecy. she just laughs at me. Well that was no answer. "Go away!" she says, and shuts the door in my face. Rude, I don't think i deserved that somehow. 

I walk to my room and grab my phone, I have a message. I read it as a smile creeps into my cheeks. It's from my bestfriend, Molly, she wants to skype me. I pull out my kindle and skype her, wondering what she wants. She answers quickly and now i know why she's wanted to talk. She's just come back from Madame Tussauds, and needs to tell me everything for when i go in 11 days. She says that all the waxworks were really good, and she got a really nice photo of her with One Direction. I'm so jealous, even if it's just the waxworks. 

Walking to Morrisons is so boring, but i have my music. It's cold and the bottom of my trousers are soaked dragging on the top of the already trodden down snow. As i reach Morrisons i look around to see if i know anyone. i pick up the things i need and walk back outside. The walk back is just as dull as the walk there but i get to experience it from the other side of the road. Great. 

I get back home and scream as soon as i walk through the door. The first things my eyes land on are cardboard cut outs of Union J. There is a note attatched to Jaymi's shoulder. I take it and eagerly read it, throwing the shopping to the floor as i do so. It says "Soon we will become real."  But it's written in handwriting that does not belong to any of my family. I'm so confused.