Words Meet Heartbeats
Chapter 1: Natalie’s POV
“Im sorry Natalie, but we couldn’t find a spot for you in this years summer production, you’ll either have to be Amanda’s understudy or leave the club.” Mrs. Herthruw told me in a low voice, no one noticed.
“Thanks for looking into it, I’’ be leaving the club.” I didn’t know how to say it in a less rude way. I looked to my best friend Amanda who was currently sporting a bright, stunning smile as she had just scored the lead role. I felt a pang of jealousy, wouldn’t you? If your best friend was now the star of the show with your All-time crush playing her desperate love interest? Whatever, I didn’t want to audition in the first place. She made me. Its not like I could have even been in the club, this way I can move to London earlier. Well, slow down there Nat, you have to find a place to live first. I wanted to get all the disappointment out of my head, I had never seriously believed I was going to get the part. I cleared my mind. I loved Amanda I really did, she was always really thoughtful of my feelings and she never judged me. Its just that shes one of those girls whose only ever gotten anything she ever wanted, she was born into money, sure her parents were divorced but it didn’t bother her in the slightest, not when her mother acted like her teenage best friend or when her dad threw hundred dollar bills at her like the were pieces of gum. She was gorgeous and had all the boys falling at her feet, she was on the chubbier side but her personality was like the sun and everyone around her instantly wanted to know her. She was, of course, supplied with endless talent she could sing, dance, paint, draw, sculpt, anything. Except play sports which, if Im being truthful is good for our friendship. Sometimes it can be hard constantly walking under someone else’s light. And sports was my thing, if she took that from me it would work out very well in terms of our friendship.
See your in my mind and already you’ve only hear Amanda this, Amanda that. My turn. Theres really only one word that describes me and thats talentless. I cant sing or dance or make art. Im just Natalie. I play volleyball, tennis, football (or soccer, whatever you would like to call it), basketball, swim, track, and golf. My family is my mom, my dad, me and my three siblings. I have and older brother named Mike, 18, an older sister named Andrea, and a younger sister named Katelynne but I like to call her Kate, Im turning 16 in six months. We are middle class but we struggle a lot, all being sent to private schools and living in Birmingham. My dad is amazing, he is literally the best person I know. We always joke to each other and I always go on rides with him in the car. He’s pretty tough on a couple subjects like teeth. Im not sure why, maybe because its very expensive, or maybe because his teeth are shot but my dad flips out if you don’t take proper care of your teeth. Myself, being lazy and just generally rebellious, pays no attention to my teeth and has a mouth full of cavities. Hes also really strict about homework and school. Im not the best in school but Im smart. Ok enough talking about my family, Amanda is walking towards me.
“Ready to go?” she smiles at me.
“Yea,” I sigh. We walk out to see her moms minivan in front of the schools circle. The only reason Im allowed to be in the drama club is because her mom gives me rides. My parents never have time because they work, like 24/7.
“Honey,” Mrs. Reed addresses Amanda, “Charlotte has pneumonia and can’t come up from manchester this weekend.” I had zero idea who or what they were talking about but i watched as horror and disappointment spread across Amanda’s face.
“No! who is going to go with me to the one direction concert?! this isn’t happening! Just tell Char to get better!” She ordered her mom.
“I’ll go with you” Her mom said, kindly. Amanda groaned in anger and I looked out the window, rolling my eyes. I would never treat my parents the way she treats hers.
“Nat will you come with me?” I feel my jaw drop a little at the question. I think she already know the answer to.
“Sorry Mand but they just aren’t my type of music.” I answer with a smile.
“Come on your not allowed to say that when you refuse to listen to the music. You dont know anything about them!” She argued.
“I know all I would care to, They were put together on the X factor purely because they are all inhumanly attractive and they think they’re the best thing thats set foot on planet earth.” I said, of course I didn’t know what these kid thought about themselves and the ‘inhumanly attractive’ part was a direct quote of Amanda, I had never seen a picture of them, I dont have a computer and I don’t read magazines or go to shops a lot so I only know what Mandy tells me, which is too much in my opinion. I like american music. I have quite a few american bands that I’ve been hooked on ever since Mike and I had taken a trip down last year to visit family. Besides One Direction had just gotten popular like last month.
“You only know what I’ve told you. Peaaaaseee come please please please.” I thought about everything she had done for me and smiled at her.
“Fine what day is it?” I asked.
“Its on Saturday!” She said, I frowned.
“Wow Im so sorry Mand, My mom and I are going to London saturday to look for places to live.” I said sadly.
“Oh,” Mandy said, tears forming in her eyes. The rest of the car ride was silent until we got to my house and I hopped out, saying thank you to Mrs. Reed. That was the day I made plans to not make plans to make plans to see one direction. Confused? I still am.
