Friday, July 13, 1973
Amanda's POV
It's now eight o'clock in the evening and I arrive at the venue for the release night of Queen's first album, titled Queen. I'm wearing a short black dress, with some prints, long sleeves, a white belt, the waist of the dress and black shoes. My long wavy red hair is with a band, I'm a big hoop earring with a small handbag, where inside there is a notebook write a review about the album, in addition to interview Freddie, Roger, Brian and John. I was chosen among journalists and trainees to go to the launch to write the review of the event. The other journalists in the magazine were left with the responsibility of writing a review of the album including they will listen to the album and give their opinion. Cynthia is with me and will take the photo of the boys tonight, not just for Trident Studios, but also for NME magazine.
Soon we see Brian and Freddie smiling to meet us.
"Good evening, my dear." Freddie smiled, kissing me on the cheek already with a glass of champagne in his hand.
"Good evening Mandy and Cynthia," said Brian, smiling at us.
"Good evening, my friends," he said, smiling at Brian and Freddie.
"My dear friend is totally gorgeous. You want to catch the eye of who tonight? - Freddie said smiling with a wink.
- I just came to do my work and of course enjoy the band's album release party, which I'm sure will be a success - Said smiling.
"So we wait," Brian said, looking at us. - Please, follow us.
Brian and Freddie took us to the big table where Veronica was with John, Roger, Tim, Les, Clare, Mary, Freddie's parents and sister, as well as John's mother and sister, Brian's parents Of Clare and Roger, Mrs. Winifred, accompanied by her husband, Trevor. I greeted everyone, happily, and sat down next to Clare.
"So you're Amanda Lins, the future journalist?" Mrs. Winifred asked, sitting next to Trevor, Roger's stepfather.
"Yes, Mrs. Winifred," he said, smiling.
"Clare talks a lot about you," Winifred said, smiling. "I told you how many friends you are, that you are very beautiful and intelligent, and I can really see with my eyes how beautiful you are."- She smiled.
"Thank you, Mrs. Winifred," he said, smiling as Roger watched me talking to his mother and he lit a cigarette.
I was talking to everyone, but I realized that Winifred and Mrs. Ruth, Bri's mother, liked me very much and talked happily to them, even to John and Freddie's mother. I noticed Roger was annoyed that I was talking to his mother, it's not my fault if she liked me. From eight to nine in the evening drinks and some canapés were served.
"Dinner will be served in a few moments," said the waiter, serving us drinks, and at nine o'clock dinner was served and lasted until eleven o'clock.
Freddie, Brian, John and Roger were then summoned to be photographed by Cynthia and other photographers and given some interviews. Meanwhile, it was served drink and still salted for the guests. I accompanied Cíntia, taking pictures of the boys and I made notes in my notebook, about everything that happened at the party. I'll have to write this review this weekend and take it on Monday in the magazine's newsroom. After a long time taking pictures of the boys, Freddie, Brian, John and Roger attended the press. There were about twenty journalists present from different newspapers and magazines who asked questions of them. The boys had already promised me that they would give me an interview at last. Meanwhile I was writing the review in the notebook, looking at everything. For a moment, I stopped writing and looked at Roger, who was not in casual clothes today, he was wearing formal clothes, social trousers, shoes, dark blue shirts, gray ties, all the boys were wearing social clothing, but , Despite being socially dressed, Roger has one of his colored berets on his head and while he was giving interviews to the journalists who were present, he held a glass of champagne in his right hand. Roger looks beautiful, this is the truth. I stop looking a lot and keep writing. After nearly an hour giving interviews to other journalists, Freddie approaches me and says,
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FanfictionAmanda Lins Bristley is a Brazilian girl. His mother is Brazilian and his British father. She lives with her mother in São Paulo / Brazil. His mother is a nurse and his father is a British general director of a major music company in London. When sh...
