Our Moment
Now and Then
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Victoria’s POV:
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…. 5 Years Earlier ….
“Oh look everybody! It’s Stinky Vicky!” I heard him growl in my ear, once he passed by the table I was seated on for lunch. His laugh and that look he gave was something that would haunt me down every single day. I dragged my cap down to cover my face, and sat there eating the sandwich my mother prepared for me for my lunch hour at high school. “Aw! I think the little stinker is crying!” He cheered as his group of friends started chuckling in the cafeteria. I wasn’t crying, I was just avoiding the stares that everyone was sending me. No friends where there to stand up to me, and being the weak and isolated person was the reason I barely talked to anyone. Why does he keep doing this to me? What did I ever do to make him despise me this much? Soon, I’ll be out of Bradford, and I’ll make a name for myself; and I will never be seeing his face. He who always made my life miserable, who caused me to lose my confidence, who made sure I stay low like the ground at all times, will disappear once I start my life after this hell hole.
I was snapped out of my thoughts when something was thrown at my shirt from a far distance. I looked down at my shirt, and I noticed I was covered in oozy soup. I tear fell down my face in silence, as I stood up instantly. “That will match your name now. Don’t clean up yourself please, this suites you.” He spat in sarcasm and disgust, as I rushed out of the cafeteria sobbing my eyes from the humiliating laughter of the students.
…. Current Time ….
“Vick! You’re phone is ringing for the fourth time!” I groaned once I heard my roommate calling from downstairs. I climbed down the stairs, and smiled at her. “Unknown number.” I read out loud as I noticed the four missed calls. “Secret admirer I presume?” She asked playfully, and I laughed. “Yeah, like that will ever happen.” I spoke and she giggled. “You should have came yesterday to the karaoke night at the pub! It was really hilarious once all of these random people were drunk and were singing like a car engine.” I giggled and sat beside her on the couch.
“Thank God I didn’t go, then. Hehe. Hey, Vanessa?” She looked at me waiting for me to proceed. “Do you think that I will get the job?” She patted my shoulder assuring me to what I said. “They won’t find anyone with your talent. You were always the star of Juilliard! Oh my God, remember our final project for our graduation? It was crazy! Have some faith in yourself; you know that you’re a diva that is waiting to shine her light through the land of music.” I smiled at her, and sighed. “Let’s hope you’re righ-…” I was cut off by my phone ringing again, so I picked it up directly:
…. Phone Conversation ….
Unknown Male: “Hello, is this Victoria Parker’s phone?”
Me: “In the flesh. Who’s calling?” (Vanessa giggled beside me and I hid my laughter.)
Unknown Male: “I’m Ronald Donner, the casting director for the perfume launching. (I froze in my place, as he proceeded.) I’m calling you to tell you that we selected you to sing the jingle for the advertisement. We need you to be in the studio tomorrow so you could sign the contract and start working on the recording.”
Me: “(Excitement filled me to the highest extreme, yet I spoke calmly trying to preserve it.) Thank you so much, I will be there. What time are you expecting me to pass by?”
Ronald: “The earlier the better. Let’s say 10:00 am? I’ll make sure to send you a car to escort you here. Is that okay with you Miss Parker?”
Me: “That will be perfect, thank you so much Mr. Donner.”
Ronald: “You’re welcome, bye.”
…. End of Phone Conversation ….
Victoria’s POV:
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…. 5 Years Earlier ….
“Oh look everybody! It’s Stinky Vicky!” I heard him growl in my ear, once he passed by the table I was seated on for lunch. His laugh and that look he gave was something that would haunt me down every single day. I dragged my cap down to cover my face, and sat there eating the sandwich my mother prepared for me for my lunch hour at high school. “Aw! I think the little stinker is crying!” He cheered as his group of friends started chuckling in the cafeteria. I wasn’t crying, I was just avoiding the stares that everyone was sending me. No friends where there to stand up to me, and being the weak and isolated person was the reason I barely talked to anyone. Why does he keep doing this to me? What did I ever do to make him despise me this much? Soon, I’ll be out of Bradford, and I’ll make a name for myself; and I will never be seeing his face. He who always made my life miserable, who caused me to lose my confidence, who made sure I stay low like the ground at all times, will disappear once I start my life after this hell hole.
I was snapped out of my thoughts when something was thrown at my shirt from a far distance. I looked down at my shirt, and I noticed I was covered in oozy soup. I tear fell down my face in silence, as I stood up instantly. “That will match your name now. Don’t clean up yourself please, this suites you.” He spat in sarcasm and disgust, as I rushed out of the cafeteria sobbing my eyes from the humiliating laughter of the students.
…. Current Time ….
“Vick! You’re phone is ringing for the fourth time!” I groaned once I heard my roommate calling from downstairs. I climbed down the stairs, and smiled at her. “Unknown number.” I read out loud as I noticed the four missed calls. “Secret admirer I presume?” She asked playfully, and I laughed. “Yeah, like that will ever happen.” I spoke and she giggled. “You should have came yesterday to the karaoke night at the pub! It was really hilarious once all of these random people were drunk and were singing like a car engine.” I giggled and sat beside her on the couch.
“Thank God I didn’t go, then. Hehe. Hey, Vanessa?” She looked at me waiting for me to proceed. “Do you think that I will get the job?” She patted my shoulder assuring me to what I said. “They won’t find anyone with your talent. You were always the star of Juilliard! Oh my God, remember our final project for our graduation? It was crazy! Have some faith in yourself; you know that you’re a diva that is waiting to shine her light through the land of music.” I smiled at her, and sighed. “Let’s hope you’re righ-…” I was cut off by my phone ringing again, so I picked it up directly:
…. Phone Conversation ….
Unknown Male: “Hello, is this Victoria Parker’s phone?”
Me: “In the flesh. Who’s calling?” (Vanessa giggled beside me and I hid my laughter.)
Unknown Male: “I’m Ronald Donner, the casting director for the perfume launching. (I froze in my place, as he proceeded.) I’m calling you to tell you that we selected you to sing the jingle for the advertisement. We need you to be in the studio tomorrow so you could sign the contract and start working on the recording.”
Me: “(Excitement filled me to the highest extreme, yet I spoke calmly trying to preserve it.) Thank you so much, I will be there. What time are you expecting me to pass by?”
Ronald: “The earlier the better. Let’s say 10:00 am? I’ll make sure to send you a car to escort you here. Is that okay with you Miss Parker?”
Me: “That will be perfect, thank you so much Mr. Donner.”
Ronald: “You’re welcome, bye.”
…. End of Phone Conversation ….
Notes
I hope you like this first chapter, and don't worry this is only the introductory one to the story; so more and more will be posted and the story chain will be untied step by step :D. I really want to read your comments and messages as soon as you read this, your opinions and reflections are the most important to me. a good story needs a team of: A good writer, and responsive readers, to make it successful right lovelies <3 ? :D God Bless you all
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Good thing you reminded me about that! God Bless you sis! I miss you by the way and i can't to here your feedback <3 I just posted the story, and here is the link: http://www.harrystylesfanfiction.com/Story/34833/The-Pool-Boy/
4/24/14