/N: The idea of this fiction hit me on a rainy Thursday when I was at loose end. I thought it was pretty interesting so I decided to make it into a complete fiction. So, here it is, the very first chapter of my very first fiction named 'Sapphire light' . Hope you guys enjoy it.
Ah! One more thing before I bounce, this fiction is dedicated to all ELFs around the world.
'OMG! You must be kidding me, righttttttttttttt?'– Sarah shrieked at the phone. She seriously made me jump out of my chair. I felt like I was momentarily deaf. Her voice was so horrible at the freaking high note she just hit. (It must have been around G#7. Even Mariah Carey should go asking Sarah to be her soul-sister. No kidding.)
Too happy to snap back at her, I just calmly said -'Uhm…no'
'Oh my god…Oh my gosh….Ohemgee' – She continued. 'I can't believe it. You did it. OhMyGooooooooood…'
'When will you stop saying those three Oh My god words, Sarah?' – I asked her in a faked annoying voice. Come on, she'd been torturing my lovely ears since we started off having a conversation tonight. I got to stop her before my ears was totally destroyed.
'Sorry…Sorry…Sorry…Sorry…" – She hummed to the melody of a popular Super Junior's song that even an ant living under the rocks would know and sing along. (Wait. Ant has mouth and ears?)
'Stop it' – I cut her off huffily.
'Sorry. I'm just excited you know?' – She said in a tone filled with guilt.
Excited? Nah, she said it so wrong. She was over-double-extra-ultra-uber-excited - I thought to myself.
'Uhm. You better get going and hunt one of those 13 juniors down, get married then have some cute babies'– I said sarcastically.
Sarah might have missed my hint. She giggled.
'I wish I could' – She lowered her voice as if it was her biggest secret.
'Bullshit!' – I murmured.
'Kelly, Can't u see they are sexy kids? (Whose kids are sexy? Raise your hands and I would give you million bucks right afterwards). They've all got 6 packs, dear.'– Sarah defended innocently.
'Uh-huh. Like I can eat those to stay alive?' – I teased.
What a big laugh! I bet she was wiping her tears of laughter away while clearing her throat to get her normal voice back.
'But you can always lick 'em. You know it.' – Sarah burst out laughing… again.
'Ewwwwww! You sick' – I shook my head.
'Just kidding. But I can bet my life that you'd probably fall in love with them someday. I mean who don't. By that time, please don't knock on my door at midnight, crying and say: Sarah. I've got a giant crush on…..He is irresistible' – She said half in jest.
'Don't worry. I've still got sanity.' – I sniggered then continued. 'Only in case they can get their butts on stage singing a Linkin Park rock-ish song beautifully without being off pitch.' – I shrugged.
'Linkin Park? They scream. Rock music. It annoys your ears. Ballads are way better, love' – Sarah snapped back.
'Watch your mouth, Sarah' – I huffed. 'Linkin Park do not scream. They are legends. And don't you dare to say those stupid words. You don't know a shit about rock music. You fall for sobby cheesy Mickey-Mouse love songs. I got your back.' – I growled.
'No, I do not' – She protested. 'Anyway, you're gonna write rock songs for those Korean boy bands? I don't think they fit.'– She snorted.
'God knows I have a love affair with rock music. But I guess I would have to write whatever they ask me to' – I answered in a mid-tone.
We spent a couple of hours on the phone and unfortunately, I still had to listen to like 20 more "Oh my god"s coming from Sarah's mouth.
I looked up at the clock hung on the wall. Damn! It was 11pm already. Sarah was still babbling about her shopping time today. She told me a full story or should I call fairytale about how she luckily ran into a DKNY red cashmere cardigan and how it surprisingly fitted her in an exciting tone. I felt like I was going to sleep on her very soon so I decided to end our conversation at once.
'I've just burnt the candles at both ends these days. My back aches like hell right now. I guess I should go off to Slumber land. So, talk to you later?'
'Alrightie, hun' – I could figure the amusement in her voice.
I chuckled. She still hadn't got over that delirious state yet.
'Bye. See ya tomorrow'. I hung up as soon as I heard a click from the opposite line. I bet she was happily dancing to the rhythm of Bonamana in her room at present.
I flung myself to the bed, covering the warm blanket over my body.
The whole Sarah-getting-over-excited thing happened for one reason. It was all because I won a songwriting contest shortly called UASC which stands for Unsigned Artists Songwriting Contest held by SM Town Entertainment Company. The winner of this competition would get a chance to work with the most popular artists in Korea.
When I first heard of this contest, I never thought I'd find a nerve to submit my own songs even though I was having like 100 songs in my pocket at that moment. Sarah was the one who talked me into competing in that big contest. She asked me out and even paid for dinner (which she barely did because she always ran out of money. She spent all her fortune on clothes and other stuff she called fashion. Channel? Mango? Trust me, she had most of their spring-summer and fall-winter collections. She even called Marc Jacobs her boyfriend even though she already knew he was not straight) to persuade me to hand in my songs the morning after.
"It's the biggest chance that has ever come to you, Kelly. You know it" – She whispered to me when we were in an Italian restaurant.
"I know. But what if I fail?" – I spoke, avoiding to look at her.
"You will finish that contest well. I've known you for years. I know your music style by heart. It's unique."– She said with her mouth full of pasta. That's the one and only Sarah I'd known, who never loses her love for Italian food.
I cast a look at her. She shot me a glare.
'What?' – She asked.
I shook my head. 'Nothing. Having said that, I am really …'
'…..confused? scared that I'd strike out, right?' –She gulped. 'Come on, Kelly. You never know what would happen.' – She picked a napkin and wiped her mouth carefully.
'Plus, I am the only one on Earth knowing you'd enter that competition. So, whatever happens at the end, no one would know anything.'– She continued.
Good point. How can you be that impossibly smart and persuasive, Princess Sarah?
'Uhm…' – I muttered out.
'So, You're gonna take part in it, aren't you?' – She stared at me with a pair of hazel eyes while holding up her arms, resting her elbows on the table, rolling the fingers to play with her well-red-highlighted locks.
'I guess so…' – I said hesitantly.
'yesssssssss. You are a smart little girl. I knew it.' – She said triumphantly as if I'd just agreed to take her on a free trip to Paris.
I faked a smile. Inwardly, I was deep in thought. The question of which song I should submit kept hitting on me. The scare of my song being ruled out in the very first round ate me up inside. I stared at the blank space ahead.
'Hey yo' – Sarah's squeaky voice snapped me out of my thought.
'Can we just go home now? I've got Friends rerun to watch.' – She quickly stood up on her 15-centimeter-heels. I recognized she was wearing a plain white sleeveless top and a shred skinny denim which perfectly emphasized her body curves. She was holding a black leather motor-jacket on the left hand. She'd got the look that belonged on the Milan catwalk. Trust me, even a gay would be drooling over her.
I felt like a hag next to her. Look at me. I was in a black oversized Linkin Park T-shirt and a baggy faded blue jeans with some holes in the knees. I completed my look with a pair of flip flops. My tangled natural brown hair was tied carelessly in an old ponytail.
It was not like I didn't have a good body shape or anything (hey, I do have boobies) but I just didn't want to show it off. I had no interest in flirting with boys, luring them to my house and doing that you-know-what-it-is thing. Don't get me wrong. I was a romantic girl at heart. But true love just hadn't hit on me yet or Cupid might hate on me. (LOSER!).
Two weeks flew by quickly and on a rainy Thursday night, a woman called to inform that I won that UASC at the first place, which meant I had a chance to meet, greet and do some co-writing sessions with some artists under SM Town management. She reminded me to come to SM Entertainment Company Headquarter on the next morning to begin my work (as a songwriter, you guess right). I freaked out that time. My dream of being a professional songwriter finally came true. I couldn't think of anything but picking up the phone and dialing Sarah's number.
Even though I was exhausted-to-death, I weirdly couldn't catch a sleep. I tossed and turned, not because I was walking on cloud (Ok, I lied. Well, I actually felt like I was on the 99th heaven).
I tried to keep my mind blank but to no avail. Sleep refused to come. (Sleep would be Cupid's BFF since they share the same interest in hating on me.)
I got up from my bed, picked my guitar and decided to write a new song. The great news was nice melodies tended to say hello to me at midnight when everybody was already asleep. I strummed some chords spontaneously.
'Wow, those chords create good sound' – I mumbled.
I picked a pen and took down the chord progression I'd played. It was just simple C-G-Am-F in that order. Those four chords made history with "Let it be"by The Beatles so why wouldn't they bring me to the top of Billboard Chart? (Billboard Chart? Wild dream, young lady. Let's start out with some national Korean Chart like Melon or M-net).
I listened to the chords once again. A new melody popped in my head before I dozed in a deep sleep.
A/N: So chapter 1 finally ends. It took like 5 days for me to complete this chappie. I put my whole heart and soul in it.
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Big thanks to those who are reading the lines above.
To all ELFs around the world
Don't hate me for :
1. Saying some bad words about Super Junior Don't get me wrong. I am a big, huge, giant fan of theirs.
2. Creating Kelly. Everything I have been writing is just fictitious. You guys still have chance to chase your own dream men in Super Junior. But don't have cat fights because We are ONE (:
Super Junior FTW
P/s: I do not own Channel, Mango, Marc Jacobs, American Eagle, DKNY, SM Town Entertainment or any brand names you could spot in this chapter. The USAC doesn't exist in real life btw.