The Letter
As I stepped off the bus, I could feel the sigh leave my body. Thank god its Friday I thought as I unlocked my front door. The only ones that lived here were my father and I; my mother died during childbirth, which my father holds against me. My name is Layla, I’m seventeen years old. I am the splitting image of my mother with my long firey red hair and chilly blue-green eyes. I’m not tall but I’m not short either. I’m the lead singer of Wilting Blossoms. We’re not famous but we hope to be, very soon.
I looked up from my chocolate muffin as my father stepped into the kitchen with the mail. He tossed a letter on the table in front of me before walking away; I sneered at his back before grabbing the letter, my bag, another muffin and made my way up to my room. I tossed my bag on the floor and placed my muffin on my desk. Turning the letter over in my hands, I closed and locked my door. I sat at my desk and looked around my room. Black walls, white carpet, band posters, green silk covered bed, pictures of family and friends everywhere…I looked at a picture that had six people lazing about a willow tree. I had no idea at that time that we’d become so close...only to be ripped apart. A ghost of a smile came over my lips as I looked at two certain people. One was a boy, short black hair with green eyes; grinning with his arms around a girl who was grinning just as hard as him…I blinked hard to get the memory out of my head, turning back to the letter. I opened it carefully, sticking my tongue out in concentration.
You are the winner of Rock House Records Competition of 2014. As you already know the competition was to pick one band out of hundreds to meet and record with the famous band Demons Inside Me. You and your band have out shined your talents out of all the competitors!
Heartiest congratulations and we look forward to a great celebration at the Rock House Records recording studio on May 17, 2014. On May 15th, we will arrange for a limo to come and pick you and your band up at your house before making the way to the manison of Demons Inside Me! We hope you enjoy your stay.
~Rock house Records
I couldn't believe it. I had to tell the rest of my band. I looked at my clock and decided it could wait until morning. I changed, brushed my teeth and crawled between my sheets. This should be interesting, I thought as i drifted off to sleep.
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