Yay, chapter two! :) These chapters might be a bit boring because I describe the characters in them. I hope you'll like it though. Have a "Wicked" day!
Chapter two: City boy
He had waited for this one day. The day he was finally going to show his talents to prove his parents that he wasn't that mindless and careless as they thought. He would make his parents proud.
This morning he decided to visit his parents before he left for the other city to apply for this amazing job. His parents, especially his father, had never really supported him to do this, but he simply couldn't get his mind of it. And now he was on his way to tell them that they had invite him for the auditions. He, the city boy, who had dreamed for this to happen since he became fourteen.
His mother, named Selena, sent him to a boy choir to help him on his way. His father, Gregory, was less hopeful for his dreams. Saying that it was a hopeless and desperate thought of a young, deeply shallow boy.
His mother however, secretly admiring his voice kept encouraging him. And so it came that his voice quickly developed from an adolescent to a man. He had a strong bond with his mother. She loved it when he sang for her when they were home alone.
He was the oldest son of his parents and had a sister, who was three years his junior. She was already married to a man who was perfect for her; rich and sweet. Gregory was the mayor of the town they lived in and a busy man. Selena was a content woman, admired for her beauty and kindness. His mother and sister were both blonde and all of the three, except for father, were blessed with an amazing voice.
His mother had been waiting for him, sitting in the window seat. She softly hummed a song she remembered from the past. She saw her son, now a full-grown man, entering the foreyard and smiled. When she had to give a description of him she would've definitely used the word 'handsome'. He was quite tall and had the looks of his father. She chuckled softly by the thought of it, remembering her husband when they were still young. His nature was friendly and caring, though at college, he acted differently from that. He always acted different and she knew that his dream was to make a job of that.
She rose to her feet to open the door.
"Hello mother." He smiled, taking off his jacket. "How are you today?"
"I'm fine, thank you." She smiled back, taking the jacket from her son. "Tell me, how are you?"
"Excited, to say the least, but very happy. Have you heard from my sister?"
She shook her head. After she got married his sister had moved and lived now in the Emerald City. They barely had contact anymore because she was usually very busy. At least, that's what she told them.
His father descending the stairs came to greet him, "Hello my son."
"Good morning father." At least he came to say hello.
Clearing his throat he thought of how he would tell his parents the news. "I'm leaving," he blurted.
His mother looked slightly shocked. After her youngest daughter had left the house she had realized how silent it would be if all the kids were gone.
"I'm going to the Emerald City because they asked me to do an audition. If I get the job I'll stay, otherwise I'll take a short vacation and then see what I do."
His mother nodded absentmindedly, her son had grown up so fast. Silently she said, "I'm proud of you, my son. I'll miss you though."
"You're what?" His father was less understanding. "Where are you staying?"
"I'll stay at a hotel. Why?"
"Then at least let us pay for it," his father said. A smile crept on his face as he came up with this idea, finally finding something to show some sympathy. He was a man of few words.
"If you insist, thank you Dad." He was smiling too.
They went to the living room for a fresh cup of tea.
He looked at the clock to find too many clock ticks gone. He was already a bit late and he really had to go if wanted to be at time for his train. He rose to his feet as did his mother.
In the hallway he kissed his mother on the cheeks and smiled. Seeing her blink a tear away he soothed, "Hush, we'll see each other soon, and maybe I bring my sister the next time I see you."
She nodded. "Good lu…"
"Break a leg," his father interrupted.
They laughed.
He shook the hand of his father and left the house. The house in which he lived for so many years. He sighed, "There's no place like home. Farewell good old days."
He walked through the foreyard as his parents watched him leave. He turned around one more time and waved at his parents, they waved back. When they were out of sight he sighed happily and continued his way to the train station. He whistled one of the songs he had to learn for his audition. So this is how freedom feels? That's what he felt, so free, so content. Yes, this must be freedom, this is my day and it'll change my life.
Thanks for reading again. I haven't written the next chapter yet, so the next update might take a while. I already have some later chapters written. I know, my order of writing is a bit weird. I just write when something comes up in my head.