“Harry, love.” I was being uncovered, “Time to get up! It’s beautiful outside today, and you have work.” Mum told me. I sat up, rubbing my sleepy eyes and shaking my hair our of my face. Today felt like a good day. I couldn’t explain it, but it just felt good. I reached over and grabbed my phone checking for new messages. I had one from my girlfriend, Lisa. I replied quickly, before getting dressed and going downstairs.
“You look happy this morning,” Mum said, as she placed a plate of food in front of me. I nodded my head as I began to stuff my face. “Something going on that I should know about?” She asked all mother-like. I shook my head to not worry her, and swallowed.
“Can’t I ever just be happy without being questioned?” I responded. She gave me one of those looks, “Okay, to be honest I don’t know. I just feel like today is going to be a good one, okay?” She nodded, as she took my plate away.
“Alright, love. You better get going, you’ll be late to work.” I stood up, throwing on my jumper, bracing myself for the cool Spring afternoon air. I said my goodbyes, and I started working to the bakery where I worked. I loved it there. It’s fun and definitely a great place to work. The bakery wasn’t too far from my house, it was just in town, down a few blocks. So, I usually walked instead of drove there. I’d only drive if it was pouring outside, or in Winter, when it got really cold.
“Hello,” I smiled, greeting John, the bakery owner. He smiled as he put a fresh plate of chocolate chip cookies in one of the display cases. I went in the back and took off my jumper, making my way to the front as a view costumer’s strolled in. John helped then and they soon left. He came over to me and patted my back, “Harry, you’re a good kid…”
I mentally slapped myself at that very moment. I’m being fired, was my first thought. So much for that great day feeling. I looked down, a bit disappointed. I did love this job. Maybe my mum was right. I should do something with my voice. I do love to sing, I just don’t think I’d make it far. I sighed, “You’re firing me…” I trailed off, waiting for him to finish.
“What!” He exclaimed, full of shock. I looked up at him a little confused. “No, why would I do that?!” I let out a relieved sigh. “I just want to know if you’d be able to hold down the fort while I run a few errands.” I looked up at him and smiled.
While John was gone, there weren’t many costumers. A few kids looking for sweets, and an older couple. I got bored while waiting so I started cleaning. Completely not me, but I that’s what I did. I wiped down counters and the display case. As I did, I started to sing. I really enjoyed singing, I just never thought I’d make it far. Small town people, get small town jobs. They don’t make it big in a world like this. It takes a lot of talent. A lot.
“Isn’t she lovely,” I sang, “Isn’t she wonderful. Isn’t she precious
Less than one minute old
I never thought through love we’d be
Making one as lovely as she
But isn’t she lovely made from love.”
Someone cleared there throat behind me, startling me. I jumped back a little. I turned around to see a man standing there, “Oh, I’m sorry.” I said, walking behind to counter, “What would you like?”
“My name’s Simon Cowell, and I think you can go places with that voice of your’s.”
My mum, and Lisa, were elated when I told her the news. I began singing and I was doing really well. It was life changing. Everything started happening so fast. Meeting Simon Cowell like that… in a bakery. Wow.
“I’m so proud of you. I told you that you could do it,” Lisa hugged me, wrapped her arms around my neck, as I pulled her into a kiss.
“Yeah, I guess you were write.” I smiled, sitting down on the grass in my backyard. She sat with me.
“You guess?” She questioned, raising her eyebrows. “I was right! Got that!” She pointed a finger at me, doing her best to hold in her laughter.
“Okay, you were right.” I said with a smirk.
“I know I was.” She leaned her head onto my shoulder, laughing, as I wrapped an arm around her. My phone started buzzing around in my pocket.I leaned back, pulling it out and answering it.
“Hello…..yeah…okay sure!” I looked down at Lisa, “It was Simon, he wants to talk to me.”
“That’s great!” She kissed my cheek, “Go, go!” I stood up.
“Come on, I’ll drive you home on the way over there.”
I dropped her off and drove straight to his office, which surprisingly was that far. I walked into the big building and to the lift, getting off at the 3rd floor. I found his office and knocked on the door lightly. “Come in!”
I walked in and he immediately told me to sit. I was a little nervous. By the look of his face, I knew it was going to be bad news.
“Harry…” He started, “I don’t think this is going to work.”
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