A thirteen year old Coloratura’s fingers hovered over her computer mouse as she bit her lip. Finally after years of vocal training and song writing, she was finally ready to post one of her songs online, but for some reason she just couldn’t convince herself to do it.
She felt a hand on her shoulder, startling her.
She jumped, scooting back in her chair. She spun around to see Applejack looking down at her.
“Ah don’t know what you’re fussin’ about Rara. Your singin’s great, ya don’t need to worry.”
Rara gave Applejack a small smile. She sighed, slumping down in her desk chair.
“I know. I just don’t want anyone to hate it, you know? I worked so hard on this song, I want people to like it.” Coloratura looked back at her laptop screen where HayTube’s posting interface was open. Her video was loaded and ready to go, but clicking that bright red button to post was almost intimidating. Starting on the path to her dreams was just a click away, and something about that just made Rara want to hide under the covers and never come out again.
“Ah get it, but you’re neva gonna get anywhere if ya don’t try.” Applejack took a step back and sat back down on Rara’s bed, where she had been sitting just a moment ago.
Rara nodded, taking a deep breath. She took hold of her mouse again.
“Okay, I’m going to do this.”
She didn’t know if she was telling Applejack or herself. She moved her cursor to the post button.
Rara gulped, and for some reason tears were springing into her eyes. So many things could go wrong, but so many things could also at the same time go right.
It was a leap of faith she was taking here. She could make it across to the other side and come out a star, or she could fall in the river and drown.
“Flip a coin, AJ. I make a splash or I never get to the surface. What’s it gonna be?” Rara looked over her shoulder at her friend.
“Ah know you’re gonna make it big, Rara. Ya just gotta believe in yerself first. And even if ya don’t this time, there’s always another try” Applejack smiled at her and Rara smiled back.
She glanced back at her computer and grabbed her mouse one more time. She looked over at Applejack and clicked the button without even looking at the screen, just focusing on Applejack.
Since day one, Applejack had been her biggest supporter. Ever since that talent show at Camp Friendship, when she finally put herself out there and sang in front of all the campers. When Applejack played guitar for her and she finally felt like herself. It had been one of the best feelings she had ever experienced. A rush that she didn’t know she could feel. And now she was feeling it again, that feeling of being able to do anything.
She looked from Applejack’s encouraging smile up to her eyes. They were filled with admiration, and Rara smiled.
She knew she could do anything as long as Applejack was by her side.
She looked back to the screen. Her video had posted, and now all they had to do was wait. If just one person- just one person with connections- could see it, then maybe, just maybe, she had a chance.