Emily and the dream competition

Emily bought some milk, a loaf of bread and some butter.

” How much would that be?” asked Emily. 

“That would be $16 miss,” said the shopkeeper. 

She gave the shopkeeper $16 and set off. 

She was passing City Square when her eye caught on something on the floor, Emily wondered what it was so she picked it up and looked at it. It was an entry for a talent competition, Emily loved to dance and sing, so she had to enter! The last date you could send in an entry was tomorrow! She needed her mum to let her go, then sign it and put it in the box. Emily always had a pen in her stylish, cute bag, so she got her pen out and filed the entry form in. Then she happily skipped home to report the news to her mum. 

“Oh mum, can you sign this for me?” asked Emily when she was at the door, while praying that her mum would let her go. 

“What sweetie, is it another competition, if it is what kind, show me the note please? Bring the shopping too” said Emily’s mum. 

Emily gave her the note and the entry form. 

Her mum looked at it. “Yes! Of course, you can go!” said her mum very pleased. 

“Okay! Just sign here!” Emily said very happy with herself. 

Her mum signed it and she ran to the box and put her entry form inside it. 

Emily waited days and days for the entry form to come back and say she could go. Until finally a letter addressed to her was inside their mailbox. 

“Am I in, am I in, am I in” she murmured to herself. When she looked at it, she was so happy, she was going! “Yes!’ she screamed while doing a back-flip in mid-air. 

“What’s going on?” asked a voice at the door. It was dad! He was home from work! Emily raced up to him. 

“How’s my girl doing and what’s this screaming about?” asked dad hugging Emily fiercely. 

“Oh, I’ve entered this talent competition! They’ve just said I’m allowed to go!” said Emily. 

“Oh, you won’t believe what our girl has been doing Paul!” said Emily’s mum who just appeared out of nowhere in the kitchen door, that separates the kitchen and the living room. 

“Well if it’s a talent competition you better start practicing your moves and your voices!” said dad doing some funky moves and ignoring Emily’s mum. 

“Dad!” yelled Emily tightening her grasp.  

“Well I’ve got work to do sweetie so I have to go to my study” said dad as he let go of his daughter’s grasp and walked off.

” Well you better start your moves, darling! Or you'll lose, like a snail stuck in his slime trail!” said Emily’s mum while wiping one of the dishes. 

Emma, Lucy and Lucinda were coming over in 5 minutes because it turned out that they had entered as well. So, since it was a little too late to report, Emma’s aunt was the organizer so Emma reported that her, Emily, Lucinda and Lucy were going as a group and luckily Emma’s aunt excepted. Emily wondered what the prize might be! Emily checked her watch, her friends were due in less than two minutes, she was standing at the door to greet them when they arrived.

Ding dong! 

That was her friends, as Emily opened the door, Lucinda said “OMG! Me and Lucy were at Emma’s house for like half an hour until we were told we had to come here.” 

Lucy nodded with agreement. 

Emma was Emily’s best friend and Lucy was Lucinda’s best friend but all the girls were close friends and had known each other since babies. 

“So, let’s start practicing!” said Lucy with excitement. 

So, all the girls went to Emily’s room and talked. 

“Well we all know the song choice that were doing, Light Up The World by Crystal. C, right?” asked Emily cheerfully as she loaded it on the karaoke machine. 

“Yep, that’s the one!” said Lucinda. 

With the song choice finished and loaded on the karaoke machine, they worked out the dance moves. All the girls had known the song since they were six so all they needed to do was memorize the dance moves and then they were going to be naturals at it. 

“Side step, Side step, kick!” said Lucy the best dancer in the group. 

The grand final was the trickiest part, Emily and Emma leaned over opposite and waved while, Lucinda just stood there with her hands open and Lucy did the splits and did a heart with her hands at the same time. At the end, all the girls perfected their moves and all they had to do was memorize it over and over again.

The next day, Emily went to get the mail. When she spotted a letter addressed to her at the bottom. “Mum theirs a letter addressed to me can I read it?” said Emily. 

“Sorry sweetie, I have to read it first because it says it’s a letter from the talent competition and maybe we or you have messed up the contact details,” said Emily’s mum taking the letter away from her. Emily’s mum went into her room, 5 minutes later her mum came back with an angry face. 

“Did you enter a writing competition or a talent competition!” said Emily’s mum angry than ever. 

“A talent competition! I hate writing stories, they’re the worst!” said Emily wondering why her mum was asking her that. 

“Well it says here that you’ve entered a writing competition, so I don’t know what happened but you have to go! No matter how much you beg or sulk!” said Emily’s mum growing angrier by the minute. 

“But mum!” yelled Emily as loud/angry as ever.. This was the worst news ever! Emily’s dream was to become a singer or dancer! Not a writer or an illustrator! 

“Go to your room, that is very disgraceful indeed and no more talk about it miss! YOUR GOING!” screamed Emily’s mum at Emily’s ear. 

“Ow, that hurts!” said Emily. 

“I SAID NOW!” screamed Emily’s mum even louder than before.

 Slowly, Emily went to her room and did a long sigh. "Oh, what am I going to do?” Emily asked to herself. “I guess I have to write a story because when I peeked at the letter, it said the story needs to be in by next week,” said Emily slowly. 

Suddenly her phone rang, it was Lucy. 

“Lucy, I can’t come, I’ve posted my entry to the writing competition not the talent competition, so I can’t do the dance with you, so can you please get off my line, I’m thinking of my story!” said Emily. 

“Okay!” said Lucy sarcastically. 

“Oh, what should I write about Mr Cuddles, I wish the world would give me ideas,” said Emily staring at the ceiling, while talking to her favourite bear, Mr Cuddles. Emily wished everything would go back to normal and she had never looked at that letter at City Square.

Emily wrote, thought, wrote, thought. That’s all she did for a week, until one day she finished her whole story, she hadn’t spoken to her mum for one week after their spat and only got out of writing her story to eat and sleep. Slowly, she walked downstairs hoping her mother wouldn’t be angry at her. 

“Darling, I’m so sorry I spoke like that! Please forgive me,” said Emily’s mum rushing up to her and picking her up. 

“It’s okay!” said Emily’s voice muffled in Emily’s mum’s furry coat. 

“Oops, sorry I’m squishing you!” said Emily’s mum. 

“I’ve finished my story!” said Emily excited. 

“Amazing! We’re going to go out and get you a treat” said Emily’s mum, while clapping her hands. 

Emily’s heart was bursting because she finally had finished her story, her mum wasn’t angry and she was getting a treat. “Okay mum, let’s go!” said Emily, while grabbing her mum’s bag and then happily skipping of to the car. Her treat was a chocolate, cookies and cream, ice cream. Her mum got herself a chocolate milkshake.

After the treat, Emily went to the mailbox and posted her story in the correct box [the one which said W.C] and hoped for the best. 

Meanwhile, when Emily was back home, Emma and Lucinda came over but Emily had no idea where was Lucy. “Where’s Lucy?” asked Emily. 

“Um, we have to be quick, Lucy asked us to deliver a message to you because she didn’t want to come,” said Lucinda with a worried look. 

“Yep, Lucy wants to say sorry to you,” finished Emma. That was the last words of that conversation.

Emily watched Lucinda, Lucy and Emma’s performance, it was the best one. At the end, the girls had come second which means they only get a quarter of the chocolate [which was the prize] finally the announcement of her competition… SHE WAS THE WINNER! Now, Emily loved writing stories.