How on earth did I become a world-famous musician in ONE day?!?

Well not “world famous” but you get the point. 

It all started on a damp and cold Friday morning (don't worry I have a personal chauffeur), I woke up….-oh I'm so sorry, you don't even know who I am or anything about me, here are some important facts about me you need to know, not need, MUST know.

• I'm 12 years old

• I have a dog. Well, to be specific, a Biewer terrier—black and white, only the best of the best for me. His name is Gem, because he’s rare. Haha, I’m so smart

• I'm an only child because when my parents had me I was so perfect they didn't want to jinx it by having another child.  

• I'm brilliant. funny. pretty. smart. kind and everything else you can think of (very important information)

• My mum says I play the violin beautifully 

• I speak fluent Spanish "bonjour mon ami” -or is that French, well that's a problem for another day

If you were as smart as me (which you aren't), you would have noticed that I didn't tell you my name. It's because I simply don't have one …. haha that was a joke, see I am funny. Anyways I didn't tell you my name because I want you to try and find out before the end -it's unlikely you will because as I said before, you're dumb, well not that dumb because you're still reading. Ok back to the story….

So it was Friday morning and I was getting ready for school. On my phone of course, the getting ready for school game is so much more fun than the actual thing, I'm already on lvl 1105. Anyway, I got dressed, put on some makeup, and got in my limo, it was filled with truckloads of chocolate—well, not exactly. But you get the point: I have a personal chauffeur, and you don’t. When I got to school everyone was surrounding this stained greasy wall (what do you expect from a place paid to hoard kids for 7hours ) as I made my way through -everyone moved cause they knew I meant business and the teacher was behind me- there was a poster on the wall it said “ Do you wanna be a star? Of course you do, come to the drama room at lunch or after school for auditions blah blah blah”. I didn't read the rest, I have ADHD (that isn't important). Anyways, I wasn't going to waste my lunch on some silly audition, I'm already great at everything, I decided to go after school cause mum and dad had work and I didn't want a babysitter.

The bell rang for class, after 10 minutes everyone finally got in their seat and my teacher Mr Corr started saying the register “Lucy miller, James Corrigan, Levi hart, E*** Spiers”. Few, you almost caught my name. 

Mr Corr started the lesson; good morning class, today were gonna practice our spelling,who can spell “building”. James screams and plants his arm straight in the air “me, i can spell building, B-U-L-L-D-I-N-G” -this is James Corrigan,(sometimes I wonder why he's here) he has quite a big ego, he's awful at spelling and basically everything else”. Lucy laughs “that's not how you spell it (time to zone out) …blah blah blah blah Lucy and James are my friends (well the teacher says everyone in the class are my friends) but sometimes….just sometimes 

So after school, I went to the drama room for the audition,The place smelled like sweaty curtains and broken dreams, but I wasn’t scared. Everyone else was fidgeting, humming, and acting all nervous, but not me. I walked in like I owned the place. Because, well… I basically do- My aunt’s the head teacher, she's always like E*m* this and E*m* that.  Lucy and James were there too, they auditioned before me, James said he could spell any word, but got out on the word “Flour” and Lucy said she could juggle knives, but then the teachers said “no you're 12”. 

When it was my turn, the teacher asked, “What will you be performing today?” and I said, “music”. I picked up the violin I “just happened to have” with me (of course), and I played the most beautiful music anyone had ever heard. People stopped breathing. The janitor dropped his mop- either because im an amazing musician or it was just an accident.

By the time I finished, everyone was clapping so hard their hands probably still hurt. The teacher shouted, “We’ve found our star!” and just like that, I became the lead musician in the band. Actually, no—scratch that. I became the lead in life.

The next morning, people were whispering my name in the hallways. By lunchtime, I had my own fan club. By the weekend, I was trending on TikTok, and by Sunday evening, I had my chauffeur driving me to a “secret recording session.” In other words… instant fame.

And that’s how, in less than 24 hours, I went from just a perfect 12-year-old genius with a dog named Gem to basically the most famous person in the world. Well… in my world, at least. Oh, and if you still haven’t figured out my name by now, don’t worry—I’ll tell you when you’re worthy enough. Which, let’s be real… might take a while.

Ok, so for legal purposes I have to state that none of this ever happened and I just made it up as i went on, im literally making this up in my car while my mum drives me to dance practice (I do that a lot..the making stuff up part and the going to dance practice part), I've never played the violin in my life and by the way if you hadn't guessed yet my name is Esme.

Short story by Gabriella Iwobho (S3)