Chapter 1 : HELLO LONDON
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I ran on to the stage. The screams from the crowd hit me knocking me back a few steps. The adrenalin was pulsing through my veins faster than ever before. I was in London- The O2 Arena!!!! This was my biggest live performance. I'm only 14, and I’m performing LIVE in front of around 5 million people in the audience and on TV. If you had asked me three years ago, that by posting a video of myself singing a song I had written during Astronomy, it would have made me an international super star... I would have told you to go and see a doctor.
"Kitty Kat! Kitty Kat! Kitty Kat!" To be honest I preferred my stage name a lot more than Melody. My Mum and Dad called me Melody because they're both musical too. Apparently I am their melody...Yet Melody sounds so... so... calm and smooth. I'm everything but calm and smooth. I mean, I stay up for hours past midnight performing, going to Oscars, red carpet and parties and that’s just my night life. During the day there are photo shoots, interviews, recording, song writing, a few performances and SCHOOL!
Yeah I go to school, just like every other child out there. Although unlike all the other kids, I’m a witch. Not the kind you see at Halloween, you know with the warts and everything; in fact I'm very lucky and have no spots- but I go to a school called Hogwarts where they teach us how to do magic. I bet your sitting at your computer now thinking I'm a complete freak but its true and I know things you could never dream of. No, I’m not high on drugs. No, I’m not drunk. My mum is far too strict on stuff like that. There’s kind of an alarm that goes of whenever I go near anything that could damage me.
“Thanks Sam, I loved your dance, have you added some extra steps into it?” I grinned back.
“You noticed????” he glanced at me in disbelief. Of course I noticed, I always notice him.
“Yeah, seeing as we have performed every week over the summer holidays- I would have noticed if you were three steps further to my right on the second chorus” I giggled as the corners of his lips began to curl up. Sam gave me a little hug before running back to the dancers. His floppy brown hair was quite long and feathered around his face. It wasn’t quite a beiber hair cut, however it was getting there. The thin black shirt he was wearing showed all of his muscles and SIX PACK that came from hours of training each day. Like always he was wearing dark jeans and black converses.
I quickly shimmied into another outfit and ran back on to stage for my next song. This continued for the whole evening. The last song I sang is the latest one on my album and currently my favourite. I called it “You are my Melody” It’s not like the rest of my songs about breakups and makeup, this one is something a motherly figure would sing to her child. Or something along those lines. I wrote it in the Easter when my hen had a few chicks. I fell in love with them instantly and became just like they’re mother.
“Hey Kit. Wait up, I’m staying at yours tonight” called Sam catching up with me. Oh yeah! How could I have forgotten??? Sam often slept over in the same hotel apartment as my Mum, Dad and me because his parents couldn’t always come with him.
“Sorry, completely out of it at the moment” I apologized
“I bet you are, tonight was immense! I can’t believe it’s over though until half term. Can’t your school give you time off” he whined. We were both going back to school in two days. This meant not seeing each other for five whole weeks and I had to keep the secret from my school mates about being Kitty Kat.
“I know” I moaned. I was really going to miss him and performing and EVERYTHING! Sam sensed my stroppy it’s not fair act and pulled me into a hug. He quickly let me go though when we reached the back doors of the stage that would lead us to the car outside. It was guaranteed that at least 10 paparazzi would be out there and the last thing I needed was my face plastered across the front page being hugged by her “Dancer”. I could see the headlines now.
Kitty is purring up to her play mate.
Kitty saying her last meow to her Summer romance.
Kittys new boy...
Kittys found an alley cat
What will Mummy Cat say to Kitty’s new friend?
And I could go on and on and on. Instead I decided to fling the door open and run to the car. Run for my life! Literally. Paparazzi are pretty scary. I didn’t bother to look behind to check Sam was close; we had done it so many times before. He knew the drill.
Hey everyone. What did you think??? Do you like Melody/ Kitty Kat? What do you think of Sam? Are any of you reading this, boys? xxx Please review because I HAVE CYBER COOKIEs and anything else cyber you crave. Possibly cyber oreos orrrrrrr Cyber chocolate. Cyber fizzy drinks.
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