Good girl Emily Wright has life all figured out and is ready for her last year of high school with her three best friends. As far as she knows romance died with her generation. Trying to focus on her future she's set off when a strange new boy shows...
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"Come on. Let me show you around," he said and I went by Ben's side.
Ben had met me at the entrance of Winchester University where I had parked the car. We walked towards the inner circle of trees, benches, and surrounding buildings. It was this exact walk I had dreamt of doing most of my life. Here I was at last under very different circumstances but still here.
"Fair warning everyone is kind of gone by now. But they'll all be at a party later. They told me they'd love to meet you. But if you don't want to go we don't have to." Ben explained as we walked into the building.
"Okay." I nodded.
"Here we are," he said opening the door.
It wasn't a classroom but a room with cameras and a staged living room in the middle. As you walked in closer there was another door and this led into a smaller room with sound boards and controls. Desktops and monitors, speakers, a laptop. So many cables, a table, chairs, mics, were on the other side of a window.
"Woah I had no idea Winchester had something like this."
"It's a new program for media studies so everything is brand new."
"Sounds expensive."
"This mic cost almost $2,000."
"Shut up," I took my hand off of it and he laughed.
"Don't worry the warranty is good."
"Still. If you had any idea of how clumsy I can be you wouldn't let me in here."
"Really?"
"We'll it's not that I'm always clumsy but when I am it's usually life threatening," I tease him.
"It's okay I like to test the limits of my life."
"Sure boy scout. So is this where you put your talent to use?"
"And yours."
"Right. I expect my commission. What exactly do you do?"
"I go into there and people out here record me talking. That's it."
"That's it?"
"Yeah I don't really work the mic, or press the buttons, I'm just the talker."
"But you seem so shy," I teased him and he smiled. "So you read a script like an actor or how does this work?"
"No I write the segments. I just try to find the latest stories floating out there and dissect them more thoroughly."
"And what did you talk about today?"
"You."
"Me?" I asked confused.
"I talked about meeting the infamous playlist maker. And because live chatting is open people asked me questions about you. I didn't reveal your identity but if everyone seems to think I'm crushing on you at the party don't be too surprised."
