The Wishing Coin: A Modern Fairy Tale Read Online Free
Author: Antara Mann
I dismissed the call.
“Do you have an admirer?” Taylor winked at me.
“Oh, shut up and eat your salad!”
Chapter 4
“And you just went and got an interview with him on the following day?” Emily asked me while being handed her frappe at Starbucks on Broadway.
“Here’s your change, ma’am, two dollars twenty five cents, have a nice day; good afternoon…” The barista halted when it was my turn to order and suddenly spoke excitedly. “You are Julia Preston from Miracle – How I Did It, aren’t you?”
Before I could even say a word I was swept away by a torrent of words.
“The Roscoe Ritch story turned around my perception of the world and my whole life! Well, so far only in theory, but thanks to you I realized that miracles are possible as long as you do some hard work.”
“Yes, very interesting, I’m happy that my story has helped you –”
“What’s going on? I’ve been waiting for a coffee and a piece of pie for ten minutes already! If you wanna talk, do it outside!” cried a disgruntled customer further down the line.
“A cup of black tea and a muffin,” I ordered hastily. “How much do I owe you?” I reached for my bag in order to take my wallet out but the barista stopped me.
“No, ma’am, it’s on the house. Bon appétit and have a nice day.”
I went to the table where Emily was already drinking her frappe and observing the incident with interest.
“It’s the first time something like this has happened to me,” I noted, sitting next to her.
“What? Being shouted at in Starbucks?”
“No, it’s the first time a barista has recognized me, praised me for the story I’d made, and even given me a free coffee as a sign of gratitude.”
“You’re a star now, get used to it.” A playful smile curved Emily’s lips.
“Could you please stop mocking me?”
“Mocking you? What’s not true? You’re AEC’s new rising reporter. But I still can’t understand how you did the trick with only a 10-minute interview. Have you done some magic or something?”
I looked down at my cup of tea.
“I guess you can call it sheer luck.”
“Sheer luck? That’s anything but sheer luck! Can you remind me again how you got so far?” Emily gazed at my eyes, trying to read the answer there.
Some amazing things had happened that week. As soon as Taylor and I made the bet, I called the rapper whose artistic name was Roscoe Ritch. The same day I interviewed him at his home in the Bronx. It was the last time I’d set foot in that squalid borough! I wondered how far I would have gone to get my own show. Roscoe Ritch turned out to be a 15-year-old who lived with his mother in a small apartment in the beginning of the Bronx. His mother was really surprised to see me there and admitted that she hadn’t expected her son’s debut single to become such a success.
“You know, Roscoe can’t really sing. In fact his singing is horribly bad,” she explained to me, perfectly at ease.
She couldn’t have been more right. Her son, however, was on cloud nine. He said that he himself hadn’t even hoped that his song would be watched by over two million people and that he would become the most popular boy at school in no time. Before I began the interview, I introduced him to the viewers as the Eminem of the new generation, a young poet and rebel with a debut single in both iTunes and Amazon’s Top 100. Both before as well as after the filming, Roscoe couldn’t help saying over and over again: “I can’t believe I’ll be on Good Morning USA! Oh my gosh, I must be dreaming.”
Walking out of their home, I was convinced I had only wasted my time there. I hadn’t been prepared for what came next. True, his video had been quite popular but still, Roscoe was just one of the many rappers from the Bronx and was underage, too. On the following day, Roscoe Ritch’s interview, along with a short excerpt of his hit single, were featured in my slot. The story drew a lot of
“Do you have an admirer?” Taylor winked at me.
“Oh, shut up and eat your salad!”
Chapter 4
“And you just went and got an interview with him on the following day?” Emily asked me while being handed her frappe at Starbucks on Broadway.
“Here’s your change, ma’am, two dollars twenty five cents, have a nice day; good afternoon…” The barista halted when it was my turn to order and suddenly spoke excitedly. “You are Julia Preston from Miracle – How I Did It, aren’t you?”
Before I could even say a word I was swept away by a torrent of words.
“The Roscoe Ritch story turned around my perception of the world and my whole life! Well, so far only in theory, but thanks to you I realized that miracles are possible as long as you do some hard work.”
“Yes, very interesting, I’m happy that my story has helped you –”
“What’s going on? I’ve been waiting for a coffee and a piece of pie for ten minutes already! If you wanna talk, do it outside!” cried a disgruntled customer further down the line.
“A cup of black tea and a muffin,” I ordered hastily. “How much do I owe you?” I reached for my bag in order to take my wallet out but the barista stopped me.
“No, ma’am, it’s on the house. Bon appétit and have a nice day.”
I went to the table where Emily was already drinking her frappe and observing the incident with interest.
“It’s the first time something like this has happened to me,” I noted, sitting next to her.
“What? Being shouted at in Starbucks?”
“No, it’s the first time a barista has recognized me, praised me for the story I’d made, and even given me a free coffee as a sign of gratitude.”
“You’re a star now, get used to it.” A playful smile curved Emily’s lips.
“Could you please stop mocking me?”
“Mocking you? What’s not true? You’re AEC’s new rising reporter. But I still can’t understand how you did the trick with only a 10-minute interview. Have you done some magic or something?”
I looked down at my cup of tea.
“I guess you can call it sheer luck.”
“Sheer luck? That’s anything but sheer luck! Can you remind me again how you got so far?” Emily gazed at my eyes, trying to read the answer there.
Some amazing things had happened that week. As soon as Taylor and I made the bet, I called the rapper whose artistic name was Roscoe Ritch. The same day I interviewed him at his home in the Bronx. It was the last time I’d set foot in that squalid borough! I wondered how far I would have gone to get my own show. Roscoe Ritch turned out to be a 15-year-old who lived with his mother in a small apartment in the beginning of the Bronx. His mother was really surprised to see me there and admitted that she hadn’t expected her son’s debut single to become such a success.
“You know, Roscoe can’t really sing. In fact his singing is horribly bad,” she explained to me, perfectly at ease.
She couldn’t have been more right. Her son, however, was on cloud nine. He said that he himself hadn’t even hoped that his song would be watched by over two million people and that he would become the most popular boy at school in no time. Before I began the interview, I introduced him to the viewers as the Eminem of the new generation, a young poet and rebel with a debut single in both iTunes and Amazon’s Top 100. Both before as well as after the filming, Roscoe couldn’t help saying over and over again: “I can’t believe I’ll be on Good Morning USA! Oh my gosh, I must be dreaming.”
Walking out of their home, I was convinced I had only wasted my time there. I hadn’t been prepared for what came next. True, his video had been quite popular but still, Roscoe was just one of the many rappers from the Bronx and was underage, too. On the following day, Roscoe Ritch’s interview, along with a short excerpt of his hit single, were featured in my slot. The story drew a lot of
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