Star Maniac

5

Today's the day. I woke up earlier than usual. I took a quick bath. I wore a white T-shirt that has a picture of Big Ben printed on it. Dad brought it for me when he went to London. I wore dark green sleeveless jacket and match it with black skinny jeans. I tied my hair into messy bun. I wore a few bracelets and earnings. Then I wore a pair of black high cut converse. I don't know why I put so much effort in dress up. I wore lip balm. I took my guitar and ready to go.

I put my guitar at the stairs and walked to the kitchen.

"Morning, Nataly," I get shocked over the morning greet. It's quite surprise cause dad's still at home. I looked at the wall clock. It's 7 in the morning. Dad usually left home at 6.45 a.m. to avoid traffic jam.

"Morning dad," I sat on his left and mom sat opposite me.

"So, it has been a long time since I last talks to you," dad sipped his coffee.

"Yeah. I thought you already left to the hospital," I put a spoonful of red beans into my mouth.

"My morning appointment has been cancel. I'll go to the hospital after lunch. So, are you going somewhere? I can see that you're about to go out with your guitar?" He took the newspaper.

"Oh. I am," I put another spoonful of red beans into my mouth.

"Where are you going?" He turned to the next page of the newspaper.

"Victoria's place. I'm going to Victoria's place," I lied.

"Okay. Be careful," his eyes still focused on the newspaper.

I quickly wash my plate as I see the clock already 7.12 a.m.. I need to at least get on the bus at 7.30 a.m. if I don't want to wait in a long queue.

I take my guitar and open the main door. "I'm going now. Bye mom. Bye dad. Oh, good morning, Drake," I smiled at Drake.

"Good luck. You remember what we've been practice right?" He whispered.

I nodded then I smiled. Closing the door. I rushed to the bus stop. I guess it's my luck cause the bus arrived as soon as I arrived at the bus stop.

***

"Yes? What can I help you?" A female greet me with smile sitting behind the counter.

"I come here for an interview. Anthony Brandon Music School. Am I at the right place?" I handed her the letter.

She smiled. "Yes you're at the right place. Come. Let me show you the hall," she get up from her sit. Wow. She's tall. "Tis, take care of the counter for a while would ya?" She asked her friend who also sits behind the counter. Her friend nodded.

"So you're here for an interview? I don't see many people around. I guess you're early," she said as we walk to the hall.

"Yeah. That's a relief," I smiled.

"Here," she opened the door for me. I am totally amazed with the super huge hall with a very elegant style. My eyes get wider. I looked around.

"Wow. This is beautiful!" I said to her.

She responded with a smiled and a little giggles.

"Good luck," she winked at me before she left. I couldn't even say thanks to her.

"Hey you! Come here!" A male voice called me. He pointing at me.

Automatically my legs walk toward that guy.

"What are you coming here for? To get amazed or to be amazed?" The guy asked me. He seems mad.

"I'm coming here for an interview," I answered him with confidence.