In my room, thinking about how boring my life is and always was. In my life, I haven’t once done something out of the box. Everything has always been a straight line. I have always thought of doing some things differently, and after 15 years I finally got to do it. But today I’m here, nothing has happened yet since I sent my demo. I haven’t yet gotten a response since I mailed it, all these years where I kept thinking about how my future will turn out once I finally got out and showed people what I can do. I did that, only I haven’t told anyone I sent it. I was and still am afraid of a rejection letter or a rejection call from the label, and I had to tell everyone “I failed, they hate me” or “I’m not in. I’m not good enough.” I think I’d rather keep it to myself until I’m officially in or else I would not tell anyone about this.
I stare at the soft turquoise-colored wall in front of me; I am comfortably seated on my bed leaning back to the neatly arranged pillows behind me. They’re just pictures. I look up to those pictures, thinking when will my dream of meeting these guys come to a point where it actually came true? I kept wondering, about the chances of meeting them. Before You Exit, yep, I am a fan girl. I am not crazy though, I would just really like to meet them and hang out with them like buddies. Only a fan girl, with hopes of being friends with them. I know how stupid that is, but I know it might be possible since not much people knew of them. I mean, it’s 2010 and I just found out about these beautiful guys a few months ago. And we live in the same state, Florida. Only, I live in Miami and they live in Orlando. But I haven’t yet known where they live. I couldn’t just come up knocking on their doors and say “HI! Big fan, love you guys.” And hope they would invite me in and become all friends that exact moment. That eventually wouldn’t happen.
For now, all I can do is daydream. I fell asleep, it’s still noon and I have nothing to do. I was awakened by the ringing of my iPhone, a very particular ring. That must be Laura, she’s my best friend. I pick up my phone and then glance at the screen, an unknown phone number? Who could be calling? It could be just a friend, but whom? In the middle of summer? It could be important, so I slide to answer. Saying “Hello?” Incriminating my voice a little bit.
Person: Yes, is this Valerie Fields?
Person: Hi, I’m an agent, I was just at a record label company wanting to propose a new job and I just heard your demo and heard the label said that they want something more like Katy Perry and that they didn't want you in. The person that interviewed me gave me your number written on your CD, I sure do not agree about that, I love your song and your voice. I could be your manager if you want, we could get you fans and all you have to do is be who you are now. Are you interested?
Me: Yes, hello? Is this for real???
Person: This certainly is. So?
Me: Hold on a second. *covers the phone mic so the other side couldn’t hear*
I yelled “MOOOMMM SOMEONE CALLED WANTING TO BE MY MANAGER!” My mom stormed out of her room, still in her working top. “WHAT?? SAY YES!”
Me: Uh... Yes! Certainly!
Person: Okay do we have a deal?
Person: So, I haven’t told you my name. It’s Keith, Keith Lazorchak. You should save my number since you’ll need it from now.
Person: When can we start? The sooner the better, we can even start recording another demo. I know a studio you could use.
Me: Uh... *covers the mic and whispers* MOM, when do I start???
Mom: *whispers* Tomorrow?? Try tomorrow.
Me: *talks again* How about tomorrow?
Person: Perfect. I’ll call you then. *hangs up*
HOLY WHAT JUST HAPPENED. My dream has finally gotten an answer, and it starts tomorrow. I wonder what my life is going to be like starting then...
