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My Big Break ۞ Part 1 ۞
(Part 1) I was awaken early this morning by m y mother. Today was a very important day. It was the day that I would get my big break. Or at least I hoped it would be. I had always dreamed about this day ever since I was a little girl and now its finally here. My mom ther: Get up sweet heart. Rise and shine. (smiles) You have a hour to get ready. We have to leave at 8:20 if we want to be there on time. It's 7:30am now so hurry! Me: Okay momma. I'll be down soon. It wont take me long. My momther: Okay baby. I'll be down stairs waiting. I rolled out of bed still a little tired and went into my bathroom. I stretched out and brushed my teeth. Then I got my outfit together and jumped into the shower. I cleaned up and washed my hair quickly then put on my light blue sun dress and shiney black flats. After that I trotted down the steps smiling at my mother who was in the kitchen. My mother: Wow. That was fast. You still have about 20 minutes left. Me: I know. See? Told you it wouldn't take long. (smiles) My mother: Well,do you want anything to eat befor we go? Me: No I'm good mommy. My mother: Are you sure? You're going to be there for a long time. About 3 hours at the most. Maybe even 4. You better eat. Me: I'm fine momma. Please. My momther: Okay. If you say so... Me: I'm nervous. My mother: Don't be, Noella. You'll be fine. Me: I hope so. My mother: Just relax. Me: Okay. I would just hate to embarrase myself infront of Mr.ones. My mother: Oh my,look at the time. We have to be there in 6 minutes. Its 8:24. We better hurry if we want to get there on time! Let's go go go! My mother grabbed the car keys and we ran outside to our car. We got inside and were off. Here we were on the streets of New York City with high hopes and big dreams. If you can make it here...you can make it anywhere and that's what I plan to do. We finally made it to Epic Records on time dispite the traffic. My mother and I parked the car then walked inside. We cheaked in at the front desk. We told the women working there about our meeting with Mr.Jones and she said he had been expecting us. She got up from her desk and led us up some stairs then to a door. On the door was a gold plate that said "Ouincy Jones". That's when it clicked in my head that this was real. It was now or never...make it or break it. The women kocked and from the other said of the wood we heard a voice say "Enter". She opens the door for my mother and me. My heart is puonding and my feet feel heavey as lead blocks so I'm dragging them along the floor. Ouincy: Please take a seat. (smiles and looks at my mother) So you must be Mrs.Blue. My mother: You would be correct. Ouincy: And this young lady right here must be Noella. If you sound anything like you did on that tape you sent in...I can make you big star. Me: Really? Quincy: (smiling) Yes really. So lets get to know eachother a little better befor we get started. So what's your full name? Me: Sky Noella Blue. Quincy: That's a beautiful name. Never heard anything like it. Me: Thank you. Quincy: Welcome. So were you born here in New York? Me: Um,no sir. I'm from Georgia. But I moved here to persue my dream. Quincy: And what is that dream? Me: To be a musical artist. Not just a singer,but a artist. Quincy: Well,lets see what you have then. I understand that you've written a song already? Me: Yes sir. Quincy: Well lets hear it. Follow me to my studio please. He gets up and opens the door. We stand up behind him and follow Ouincy down a hallway then take a left. He unlocks the door and we walk into the huge recording room. All around there's sound boreds,instruments,head phones,micro phone. Everything you could ever need for music and more. Quincy: Your a very lucky young lady to be in here. Every one who's walked in here has walked out a star. Me: I know sir. Thank you for this. Quincy: You're welcome. Now,to your song. Sing it right here acepella. I need to hear your natural ability. Me: Okay. I take a deep breath and close my eyes the start to sing. "You can be the peanut butter to my jelly You can be the butterflies I feel in my belly You can be the captain and I can be your first mate You can be the chills that I feel on our first date You can be the hero and I can be your side kick You can be the tear that I cry if we ever split You can be the rain from the cloud when it's stormin' Or you can be the sun when it shines in the mornin' Don't know if I could ever be Without you cause boy you complete me And in time I know that we'll both see That we're all we need Cause you're the apple to my pie You're the straw to my berry You're the smoke to my high And you're the one I wanna marry Cause your the one for me for me (for me) And I'm the one for you for you (for you) You take the both of us of us (of us) And we're the perfect two...." I got through half of it befor he stopped me. I opened my eyes. Looking at me was my mother,Quincy,and one who wasn't with us befor...Michael Jackson. I stood there frozen. Quincy: That was wonderful! Just wonderful. Pure talent. (turning to my mother) Please follow me back to my office...we have a contract to sign. (looking at me while smiling) Welcome to the Epic Records family. My mother and Quincy leave the room which means I'm left in there alone with Michael. Michael: H-hi. Me: Hello. Michael: What's your name? Me: Noella. Michael: Nice to meet you. You have a very beautiful voice. Me: Thank you. So do you. I love to hear you sing. I'm a fan. Michael: (grinning) Thank you. I think I just became a fan of you. So how old are you? Me: 16. You? Michael: Same. Me: Oh okay. (smiles) Michael: So um...you live around here? Me: Yes. About 7 blocks away. Michael: Oh. Me: So what are you doing up here? Michael: I'm about to work on a new album with my brothers. Me: They're here too? Michael: Yes. Downstairs trying to hit on some girls in the lobby. Me: (laughing) Oh. That's nice. Michael: (giggling) I know huh. Well I have to go catch up with them. Will I see you again? Me: I guess so. Michael: Will you be here tomorrow? Me: I'm not sure. But I hope I'll be. Michael: I hope you will be to. So we can talk and stuff. Me: (blushing) That would be nice. Would you like my number? Michael: (smiling) Yeah. I wrote my number on a piece of paper for him. Them we told eachother bye and he left. I would of screamed but I didn't want to scare him off. He was very sweet and I liked him a lot. My mother and I stayed for about another 2 hours then went home. I told her all about Michael and everything. Today was perfect in every way. I just got my big break and a whole lot more. To be continued... PS- I DIDN'T WRITE THAT SONG FOR REAL SO DON'T TAKE IT. IT BELONGS TO GABBY G. SHE'S A SINGER FOR THOES OF YOU WHO DON'T KNOW HER. ITS FROM A SONG CALLED "PERFECT TWO". LOOK IT UP. ITS DOPE. *sorry for typos* :)
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