Harmony

Trying Out - Chapter 1

i love singing, i really do. i never wanted to do anything else besides singing. all i've ever dreamed of was getting on a huge stage, wow people, and sing like a diva. my parents always say "go for it." i mean it wasn't easy, after everything i've been through the past 2 years, my parents got divorced and i'm a single daughter in my family. i have no brothers and sisters, i only have an uncle who lives here in London.

i have to move to London, cause mom married some Tattoed freak that i pretty much dont like living with, and Dad is nowhere to be found. i came from a sad family that no one dreamed of. i ended up working here, in starbucks, as a waiter.

i know my uncle is rich, but my life won't be cool if i just use his money to have fun, throw a party, and do a lot of stuffs that costs so much.

my uncle, Jarred Black, a proffesional chef who is currently working in 5 countries. he has like 19 restaurants in this world. how rich he could be. he told me not to work in the coffee shop, but i'm not gonna stop.

this is my life, i hate when my life depends on people. i love earning money and learning something new. being independent is my only choice. i know it sounds stupid after all your uncle wants to pay everything you need and you still choose to work in a coffee shop. trust me, every girl wants to be me. Of course, they want to spend the money to buy clothes, lots of make up and other girly stuffs. but hey, im a totally different person and that's what my parents like about me. even though i'm still 16, they trusted me to do whatever i want cause they know i can take care of myself.

oh by the way, im Harmony Lutwidge. i love singing so much. that's it about me.

"i have to go to Australia now, Gordon Ramsay is gonna be there." Jarred said wearing his tie, he grab his tux, he sees me nodding my head up and down, eating my bread and jam breakfast.

"i left some money on your room, if you need." i put my bread on the plate. " how many times should i tell you, i dont need your money uncle, i have a job."

" it's a part time job sweetie, in starbucks, you need to stop working and start practicing letting out your voice in a beautiful note and swaying it beautifuly." Jarred laughs and sits on the dinning table.

" you mean singing?" i walked to the fridge and grab a milk then taking a sip of it. felt really fresh.

"you know you're really good at it. dont you?" he said placing his hands below his jaw. i just raised my shoulders and eyebrows and goes silent. i look at him and i think he could read my mind.

"i'm gonna join x-factor this year, if you let me. i already signed the forms" i let it all out to him, drinking the milk again.

"why not? go for it.." he saw hesitation in my eyes.

" but everything is going to change, people at school, i'm gonna be on TV and stuffs. and if i lost, it's not funny" my friggin uncle laughs.

"what? don't laugh at me Jarred." why people always have to laugh at pretty much what i said.

"you have a talent sweet heart. use it" Jarred stands up. we both heard a honk in front of our house which means Jarred have to go now.

"i won't come back till sunday, call or text me if you need anything." Jarred said walking away.

"ok, bye uncle!"

Then my uncle left. He's barely at the house, always working all day, all night. he's really young, probably 20 and he's already owning this so many restaurants and won a michelin star. i'm gonna be successfull like he is someday, but in a different career. he often taught me how to cook, but i ended up looking at him cooking and plating the dish beautifuly, i love eating his food. tastes really awesome.