Chapter 1: In the beginning

Dear diary,

Well this is my new diary so I better tell you who I am. My name is Prudence (Pru for short), I’m 15 and I love to sing and dance and I have been for as long as I can remember. This year I have been asked to sing a song at awards night at school and I have to go and see my music teacher about it some time.

I slam my diary shut as Mr. Kitman my math’s teacher walks past my desk. He opens his mouth to say something but the home bell rings. Wow that was close, I really was saved by the bell.

“Oh yes Pru, thank you for coming to see me”, Miss Rodges my music teacher says. I have been waiting ages to find out what song I am too sing. “Now Pru, I have to ask you to sing a duet, to put some variety in to the evening”. Oh no not a duet! “Umm.. wwwith who Mmiss Rodges?”, I stutter. “Curt Jones, but you will have to teach him a thing or too about singing I’m afraid”, she replied.I nearly faint when I heard his name, he just happens to be my all time crush. Miss Rodges rushes on saying, “you will practice hear next lunch time. That will be all Prudence”. “yes Miss”, I say and I run out the door.

Oh help, oh help, what am I going to do? “Breath slowly in and out, in and out”, I mutter to myself. “Oh there you are”, A voice says behind me, I spin around to see my best friend Mandy standing there with crossed arms. We both open the door to the Girls toilets and look at each other in the mirror. I really don’t know how we came to be friends. Mandy is smart and serious; she has long wavy blond hair, blue eyes and freckles. Then I look at myself with long strait black hair, brown eyes and pure white skin. I am certainly not smart but my mum reckons I have a nock out singing voice. “Miss Rodges just told me I have to do a duet with Curt”, I say to brake the silence. ”Oh man, you go girl!” Mandy said just a little to loudly. “But its going to be so embarrassing”, I say as we walk out of the toilets, down the hall and out the front gate. “But think about it Pru, you will get to make your self known to him and yeah just think of his olive tanned face, curly dark hair and black eyes willing you to teach him everything you no”, Mandy says dramatically. “Yeah whatever you say Mand, See you laterz”, I sigh as I turn into my driveway.

Chapter 2: Boy troubles

Dear diary,

Before I tell you what happened today I want to tell you a bit about myself. My full name is, Prudence Rube Baker, I hate school but I love singing and going to Modern dance classes. My mum is a single parent cause my dad dissipated from the face of the earth when I was 4 (cause he was an astronaut and his ship hit a comet) I no its hard to believe but its true. Anyway, I live in Marie, NSW, Australia and I go to an Anglican girls and boys school. Even thought I so don’t have a religion and I never want one!!! Oops I fagot to do the dishes I got to go.

Bye,  Pru 

“Do you sing tenor or base?” I ask Curt the next day. “What’s that? I sing high ok,” he says sounding confused. I look down at the piece of music I am holding, the songs called ‘What Dreams are Made of’ I no it quite well “do you know this song?” I ask Curt in my quiet voice. “Nope, never seen it”, he replies wile looking down at the piece of paper puzzled. “I’ll sing it for you then”, I say. I’ll what!?! I think to myself. Oh great I just volunteered to embarrass my self now. I took a deep breath and started singing but to my surprise my voice is in good nick today and I sang the whole song with a smile on my face. Once I had finished I looked at Curt tentatively, but he was looking at me in amazement “fuck that was good”, He exclaimed. I took that as a big compliment seeing that he hardly ever swears. Then I slowly start to teach him the song; Meanwhile trying to control the heat I could feel rising in my cheeks.

Over the next week we practiced every lunchtime, Curt has a nice voice but its soft so we will have to have mics but that will be ok.

“I wonder if he knows that I’ve got the hots for him?” I ask Mandy on the phone on Saturday. “Why don’t I ask him out for you Pru?” Mandy giggles as she says this. I open my mouth to say no but something inside me is screaming to say yes, so I do. We talk for awhile longer. “Ok so you can ask him at school before I get there ok. Bye” I say as I put down the phone.

On Monday morning I wake up a nervous wreck and deiced to walk slowly to school to give Mandy more time with Curt. By the time I got there Mandy was waiting for me at the front gate. She pulled me over to under the big tree. “He said Maybe, he said he will tell you at lunch”, Mandy Whispered in my ear.

But when Lunchtime came Curt didn’t, so I just sat on the music room floor fiddling with the Keyboard.

Signing into MSN Messenger… my computer screen says

Stacy Online…

Pru – Hello Stacy you’re a friend of Curt’s aren’t you?

Stacy – Yeah I am. Who are you?

Pru – Pru Baker, do u no where he was today?

Stacy – yeah he was with me. He left a message for you. Hi Pru I am so sorry but I already got asked out today and I am going out with them sorry. We can be friends? Sorry. – Love Curt

Pru – who he going out with?

Stacy – me

OMG! He is going out with her! I immediately turn off the computer and go to bed and cry.

“Do you think he will come to the last practice?” I ask Mandy the next morning on my way to the music room. “Well you’ll soon find out”, Mandy whispers as we push open the music room door. I let out a sharp gasp. Curt is standing there in the middle of the room, hands on Stacy’s hips giving her a full on pash! They both brake apart when they hear me gasp. Stacy and I just stand there starring at each other. I cant believe a Curt (a really hot guy) could go for a little skinny girl with frizzy red hair, orange freckles and what I think are demented eyes. Suddenly Mandy runs over to Stacy, grabs her bye the arm and pulls her out of the room. Stacy didn’t even resist. “She taste any good?” I ask Curt in a vicious tone. “None of your business”, he mutters back. “Fine then. Lets get to work”, I say still angry. We practiced for an hour and we sound great (even though I didn’t want to admit it) but I am so dreading tonight, the real thing!

Chapter 3: Pathway to Fame

Dear diary,

In about 5 min my Mum and I are leaving to pick up my friend Lea from my Primary school and then we are going to school for the awards night! I am so nervous I hope I sing ok. I’m going to tell you about Lea to get singing off my mind. Lea came out to Australia from South America when she was 9 and she could only speech Spanish. So when I meat her when we were both 11 her English wasn’t much better to I tutored her and we became good friends. Well I have to go now, wish me luck.

 Pru 

“Ok we will see you later Pru, look for us in the crowed”, Mum says as she turned around to look for a seat. “Good luck Pru, break a leg”, Leasays as she gives me a hug. I turn and walk up the stairs to back stage.

“Ok Pru and Curt your on in 2”, the stage director whispers to us. So Curt walks over to the other side of the stage where he will walk on firs and start singing and then I come on. Two minuets later Curt walks on singing “Have you ever seen such a beautiful night?” I walk on singing “I could almost kiss the stars for shining so bright” and before I know it we have finished the song. I look around at every one clapping I see Mum and Lea and send them a grin. “Thank you so much!” Curt says once we were off stage. I smile at him and say I couldn’t have done it without him (which I could, have but it sounded good) Curt Moved closer and embraced me in a worm hug, I just melted in his arms.

“Pru wake up, there’s a man hear to see you”, I hear my Mum saying pulling me out of the depths of sleep. “Hurry up and get dressed”, she says closing the door behind her. A man hear to see me? Wow must be important, I wonder if it’s got something to do with dad? “Wwwwissssshfull thinking”, I say in the middle of a yawn. I pull on my best closes and wonder down stares. I go into the lounge room where there is a man in a black suite and a long gray beard sitting down talking to my Mum. ”Ah Miss Baker how nice to meat you”, he says loudly enough for the neighbors to hear. He gestures for me to sit opposite him, as I sit I notice a piece of paper in his had and on it, it says CD Contract. “Now Miss Baker I have come hear to ask you if your interested in a two year CD contract? You see I heard you and Mr Jones sing last night and I want to make the two of you and two of your friends in to a pop group and you as lead singer” he says so fast it talks a wile for it to sink in. “Really?” is all I can manage to say. “Yes really”’ he says with a smile “that’s of cause if its ok with your Mother” and looks over to Mum “Absolutely” she says looking as amazed as I do. “ Omg that would be so cool!” I say as I force my tong to move. “So I guess that’s a yes?” he asks while getting a pen from his bag. “Deferentially, but who chooses the other two singers?” I ask thinking how cool it would be, to be famous with my two best friends, Mandy, Lea and of course my all time crush Curt. “You my dear, you can choose your two best friends if they can both sing” he reply’s with a smirk on his face. Seriously scary I wonder if he can read minds?

So after both my mum and I reading and signing the contract we all go to Mandy’s house to talk to her, when I asked her she gave me a huge hug and said she has always wanted to be a singer though her voice is soft its still nice. Then we went to Lea’s house. “You’re kidding me, but why me I’m only an ordinary singer” Lea says even though she has a huge smile on her face. But she aggress with Mandy she would love to have a taste of fame.

Chapter 4: Getting started

Dear Diary,

Tomorrow, Mandy, Lea, Curt and I are flying to Sydney. We will be there for three weeks recording our album and getting photos taken and on the plane we have to figure out a name for our group. But I can’t think of a good one. Well I better get to sleep big day tomorrow.

 Pru 