Forest City 4 Chapter 8 -New Year-

    New years came and went, I never expected anything super grand happening. Everyone made resolutions for the next year and never went out and actually did them. I dreaded New years, mostly because it's always loud and people around me are super annoying about resolutions, like: get a date or get super buff or take a vacation.

    Mac 8:30: Happy new years!!! <3

    Cobalt 8:30: Happy new years to you too! How has your break been?

    Mac 8:32: Well, it started out stressful, but I think my dad is starting to accept me again.

     Joy flushed over my head after reading that text, I'm glad that Mac's father is beginning to understand them more.

    Cobalt 8:33: That's amazing, I can't wait to see you again.

    Mac 8:34: Me too! <3

    Dread for tomorrow crept up behind me in the form of my mother.

    "It's time to get up Cobalt, I made breakfast," mom began.

    I sat up and yawned, my room in this house was a lot smaller than my room at my dad's house. I still was in the middle of moving into mom's house, so my room was expected to be messy. I got up and began making my way to the kitchen. One glance at the calendar on the fridge brought a great big deal of anxiety and worry.

    "I remember the first time I went to work as a radio host, you know, at the old studio," mom continued the conversation, "it was so close to your elementary school that you would come to the studio and wait for me."

    "And I'd bring my video games and journal to pass the time," I replied grabbing a serving of pancakes and sitting down at the counter.

    "I was so anxious about the first show I had, sitting down and talking with famous singers and song writers really got to me," mom continued, "after a while I got used to it and have been doing this job for about 10 years."

    "So am I the guest star today?" I asked.

    "Yes, and I have reserved a spot for you for 30 minutes," mom replied, "Do you have an idea of what you want to talk about or maybe sing about," mom trailed off at the end, but I still could make out what she said.

    "I'm not sure if I want to sing or do any acting, I would like to just chat though," I responded, "I don't really see the point in doing all this."

    "I want you to gain some experience with acting," mom continued, "I'm sure you'll figure this all out."

    "Yeah, I hope so..." I trailed off, what am I going to do?

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