The Girl (Almost) Everyone Ignored

Chapter 9

A Little Attention, A Lot Of Talk
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"Good morning" my mom muttered before lifting her coffee mug to her lips.

"Good morning" I muttered as I walked to the fridge to grab the orange juice.

I grabbed a glass from the cabinet and then poured it halfway.

"Anything new going on?"my mom asked as I put the jug of OJ in the fridge.

"Emma and Liam took me shopping" I told her, picking up the glass and drinking it all in a few chugs. I rinsed the cup out and put it in the dishwasher. "And I also might be on Stork's Radio Station..."

My mom stared at me as if I hadn't said a thing. She put her mug down, without taking her eyes off me. "Storks..." she chuckled. "Radio Station?"

"Yeah, I met Jessica Stork and we talked a bit. She said she'd get me on her radio station" I explained, leaving useless information out of it. Like how I'd done a little preformance.

"Oh. My. Goodness" my mom gasped, in a voice that meant she was surprised. She walked up to me and gave me a hug.

Telling her gave me butterflies, but walking into the school building gave me worse.

"Have you heard about the talent show auditions?" I eavesdropped on other's conversations as I walked in the hall.

Instead of it being the regular quiet chatter in the halls, everyone was talking all at once, which made it loud everywhere.

"Yeah, have you seen the video?"

"Video?"

"Yeah, there was a guy recording the whole thing in the back of the room"

"Why?"

"I don't know, maybe to show the videos to some big producer"

I hope that wasn't the case. I don't need or even want a producer. Being famous was never an intention for me, I wanted to be an inspiration and nothing other than that.

I walked to my locker and opened it.

"Have you heard how much talk the talent show is getting?" Emma asked, standing by my side suddenly.

"Um, yeah" I told her, shoving my bag in my locker. "It's a pretty big-"

"Big?! This talent show is huge, Raven. Everyone in town is talking about it" Emma exclaimed.

I laughed. "In the end, what's so great about it?"

"Everything, Rave" she chuckled. "There are so many chances to catch a scholar's eye or get a free scholarship"

I shut my locker and ignored Emma as I walked to my first class.

"Think about it, Raven. Free college-"

"I don't want it" I told her. "I want to work to my dreams"

"You would be. College is a lot of work" she laughed.

"I don't want someone to give me my dream"

"Why not? You're dreams are right in front of you and you hesitate to take them. You refuse to take the path-"

"It's my path to take and I want to work towards it myself" I told her.

"It's your path, not mine" Emma told me, annoyed.

"Ill see you later, Em" I told her as I walked into my classroom.

As I sat down in my seat the warning bell rang and more and more people started to come in and take their seat.

All I overheard people talking about was the talent show.

"It's suppose to take up most of the school day"

"But it's worth it, through the weeks of waiting"

"Its in two weeks, imagine that! Two weeks until lives are changes. If there's any good contestants, that is"

"Have you seen the video recordings of the auditions, this school has got talent"

Finally the bell rang for class to start.

But people were still talking.

"Ok, class. Its time to get to work" Mr. James said as the walked into the room.

Everyone got quiet and turned to face the front of the classroom.

"Okay, so today class..."

Wait, what about the video recordings? If everyone is seeing them, would they be seeing me? How have I not gotten at least one comment on it, besides Emma this morning?

I felt the butterflies mixing with the orange juice in my stomach.

What if people started to notice me even without my two friends?

That's my greatest fear overall.

Anxiety would mix with the wierd part of me and from what I know, that's a horrible mix.

I can already imagine being stiff, hands sweating and stuttering as I talked and lead things off-topic like I, for some reason, do.

Then that settles it.

After the talent show on March 6th, I'm done with singing.

The embarassment is too much.

"Hey, Raven" I turned to the person who had touched my shoulder.

I heard small chatter around the room and a few loud laughs, but Just looked at the person sitting in the seat back-diagnal of mine.

It was him. That guy from the music store, Jessica's son.

"Peyton, right?" I asked, uneasily smiling.

"Yeah, I saw you yesterday at the music store" he told me as if I didn't already know. "Um, wanna be my partner?"

I looked in front of me to see a small packet of papers that I was guessing was our assignment.

"Um..." I picked it up and flipped the, maybe, nine or ten papers stappled together.

I looked up at the board to read "1 partner or by self"

"Sure" I finally told him.

The chance of me regretting the talent show is a 75% chance.

But I'll hope for the 25% chance of me actually getting some type of good from it.

Maybe.

Just maybe.

I'll enjoy it.

Sorry for the short chapter. Ill try to make a longer one next time and/or maybe two in one day.