The Beginning

"My name is Adam, I am 23 years old and I love to sing."

That's what I said when I had my audition. Ralph, my best friend, and producer, recommended me to them. "The Big Boss" as we call them. They are the owners of the recording company I am in. And I am so grateful that they had accepted me. They are really supportive and they really did make me a successful musician.

I remember when I had my audition with them. They held it in one of the auditoriums inside the recording company. I was standing on the stage, wearing my faded blue jeans and my lucky shirt. I was awkwardly holding the microphone, as they scrutinized me.

There were 5 people inside, 2 of them were producers of other artists and the other 2 were the stockholders of the recording company and of course, Ralph. They are sitting in the front rows of the auditorium. While Ralph is sitting behind them.

"So.. Adam?" A guy in a dark blue suit asked me.

"Yes sir," I answered nervously. I swallowed hard.

"So what are your interests? Aside from singing?" He asked me again. I think he is a producer.

"Aside from singing, I can also play the piano and guitar." I swallowed hard.

"And aside from that?" asked the woman with the eyeglasses.

I took a sharp breath. "I enjoy painting, sketching. I also love photography." Confidence now taking over me.

"Ok, so you like playing piano right? Can you play for us tonight? Any song you wish to play." The woman asked me again with a smile.

"Yes ma'am, that will be a pleasure." I smiled.

I moved to the piano and sat down in front of it. I took a deep breath and started to play. I choose to play my very first written song. Entitled "Will I Ever".

"Will I ever touch the heavens and be with you.." I'm really feeling my song.

This song was inspired by my first crush when I was in high school. I really like her so much but I am too afraid to tell her. Until our graduation. I never get the chance to tell her that. She was 3 students away from me, and I never had the chance to tell her how much I want her or I guess love her. And then, after that, I never saw her again.

"Will, I ever get to see you again?" I have my eyes close as I finished my song.

To my surprise, they were all smiling at me. And what's more surprising was when Mr. Chan, the stockholder, announced my fate.

"Welcome Adam to Silver Recording Company."

I stood up and they all went to me and they were all shaking my hands and saying congratulations to me.

They went out of the auditorium. I was still, and the first thing I know was Ralph shaking me. I am still shocked about what happened.

"They accepted me?" I asked him slowly.

"Of course! I told you, they will accept you." Ralph exclaimed.

I walked slowly. Still trying to process it all. I am now a recording artist. I mean, not officially, but at least I am.

"Woohoo!!!!" My voice echoed in the empty auditorium. "I'm gonna be a star!" And with that, we both laugh.

To celebrate my success, we went to our favorite bar. We both loved it here because of the live bands that they have every evening. I don't feel like drinking so I ordered iced tea. We just enjoyed listening to the band.

"They like you, really. While you were singing they told me that you should come in tomorrow morning, they will introduce you to other producers and stockholders of the company."

"That soon?"

"Yes. They have many plans for you, Adam. And I hope that you're ready for this. This is a serious business. Your image is what you need to be successful." He said to me.

"Yes. I will keep that in mind Ralph. Also, thank you. For believing in me."

"Nah, don't mention it. I know you can do it and that's what you really wanted right?"

I just smiled. Being with Ralph is like being with a brother. We've been friends since grade school, although he's 1 year older than me, we still get along so well.

We were classmates back then and we used to compete. Both of us were at the top of the class, always competing with each other. But, we learned to get along with each other. We became study partners. We also help our classmates if they were having a hard time with our subjects. And that's when we became best friends.

Never in our life that we fight over something. Even if it is about girls. We have different views when it comes to girls. He likes the sporty types of girls, I want the quiet ones. So we never really have a problem with that.

"Whew." He sighed as we step out of the bar. "What a night, bro."

"Yeah, what a night. Thanks again." A pat him in the back.

"No problem."

We went back to his car and he drove me home. We stopped outside our house, and I climbed out of the car.

"Thanks, bro. See you tomorrow." Then I closed the door. I watch him drove away.

I walked slowly as I enter the house. The front door was still open meaning that mom was still awake, waiting for me. I found her in the kitchen, making herself a cup of tea.

"Hi, mom." I greeted her and kiss her on her cheek.

"Adam. How's your audition?" She asked while adding sugar to her tea.

I sat on the high chair at the counter. "I got in! I will have my contract signing tomorrow."

"I'm so happy for you son." She hugged me tightly. And sat beside me. "Are you ready for this kind of business son? You know how hard it is to become an artist."

"Yes mom, I'm very much ready for this. And Ralph's with me. He's going to help me with everything."

"Just take care of yourself. And don't forget to keep your feet on the ground. Don't let it get to your head. You'll become much successful with that attitude. Don't forget those who loved you for who you really are."

I smiled, "Yes mom, I will never forget that."

She smiled her heart-warming smile. "And please, comb your hair."

I laugh at her statement. "Ok mom, I will." I rose, kissed her again, and headed for my bedroom.

I am tall for my age, about 5'7, lean, but a bit muscular, with untidy black hair. Many of my college friends told me that I looked like Daniel Radcliffe, but I thought not. They were just associating my untidy hair with the role he's portraying, Harry Potter.

Feeling tired, I climbed my bed and kick off my shoes. And sleep in my clothes again.