07: Show-stopper

"Lighten up already. Why are you in a sullen mood!?" When I met Sarah, she easily detected what I was keeping in me. Uncle Max was a pretty laid-back person and advised me to look forward to the future instead of dwelling on the past.

But a thought that still poked my heart and mind was:

My hard work was stolen, and things like this had never occurred to me. That damn Atkinson.

I will scratch his handsome face if I see him ever smirking at me again.

"You don't know what happened to me this weekend," I grumbled. It was a happy-sad situation I was in.

"It's my show, Vicky! I'll not be able to focus if you remain sad." Sarah exclaimed, her eyes large.

Sighing, I got up and grabbed her shoulders, standing right in front of her. She was cute when she tried to look taller than me. She was 5'4 and I was 5'6.

"Alright, Sarah, I'll try to be positive." I showed a small smile. Sarah was my best friend and she invited me here. I should support her instead of spoiling the great atmosphere.