January 15, 2018
“You made it !!” Yelled a familiar voice as Spark clutching her guitar case unusually tight. Red’s hand smacked Spark’s back causing her to breathe.
“You good, boo?” She asked.
“Y..y..yeah” stammered Spark.
“I know you ain’t nervous fam?? This is your big break.” Red exclaimed. She skipped ahead of Spark. Her blue mini fro bouncing as she went. Red is a child hood friend of Spark and the friend you had to explain to others before they met her. Her blue streaks, tats and piercing made her stick out like a sore thumb and she was always up to something. The sun was setting and the sky was gorgeous. Spark took it all in.
Red led Spark India the bar “Lazy Lounge” and signed her up for the open mic. She handed Spark a drink slouching on the stool beside her. “You look like you need to relax baby cakes.”
“Red, I am freaking out ! What am I going to sing?”
“First things first, drink that drink. Second things second sing an Ed Sheehan song you do his songs beautifully and then blow us all away with an original piece.” She took a sip with a smug look like she just saved the world. Sparks demeanor was unchanged as she took a sip.
The lounge began to fill in. Red was floating around the room hugging and chatting up the place. She was arm in arm with a brown skin handsome man and she was headed towards Spark. “Zeke this is Spark. Your next big break at Lazy Lounge.” Red said with a smirk.
“Is that right.” He replied reaching out his strong hand to shake Spark’s hand. “ I look forward to hearing you Red here speaks very highly of your talent.”
Spark became shy “I hope not to disappoint.”
Zeke slid his arm to the lower back of Red’s back and whispered in her ear. She blushed. Spark took notice, her friend as great as she is had a habit of peeling men who were not good for her.
“Isn’t he lovely Sparky” Said Red leaning on her friend watching him walk away.
“I know, I know it probably won’t work he’s a nice guy and ya know my type.”
Sparks head was her in hand and Blue went on and on about her past lovers.
“Welcome to the Lazy Lounge.”
The crowd started to cheer and Spark’s heart lodged itself in her throat. They called for the first act. A mediocre singer who made it by because of good looks and dance moves. Red and Spark key calm by cracking jokes for the night. In the middle of a gut wrenching laugh Zeke’s voice filled the room. “Now this next beauty I am sure will be a pleasant surprise. Let’s give a Lazy Lounge welcome to Spark !!”
“Spark, boo that’s you go.”
Spark was frozen on her stool. She snapped out of it as Red’s hand popped her back.
She made her way to the stage. Eyes locked on Red to keep herself calm.
Too nervous to speak she went to singing, her first language.
Her voice drifting through the crowd, like a lullaby placing them into a trance.
Spark didn’t open her eyes until the whooping and hollering of the audience jolted her from her space of melodies. Her confidence rising as they cheered. “Is it cool if I left you all with an original song?”
Zeke’s voice boomed from the back, beside Red of course, “encore.!”
Spark took a deep breath clinging to the lyrics of her song.
I know it ain’t easy
Letting us go
Mama don’t worry
There’s a light in our soul
It shines for you . . .
Red’s eyes swelled with tears reminiscing on their childhood and Spark’s mother. Zeke slid his arm around her to comfort her. Once again the crowds erupting cheers snapped Spark our her own trance. She felt the fear lingering on her cheek. Red met her on the side of the stage. Beaming with joy proud of her sister.
Zeke came up behind them. “Spark, if you need extra cash you can come lullaby my crowd a few nights a week. “
It was just what she needed.
Red checked her watch. “Babes we gotta get going. Bartending that reception tonight remember.”
Spark completely forgot. They took off and hopped in Red’s prized possession her hot pink Ford Fusion named Foxy.