Here is the first chapter of the Freddie romance fan fiction that some of you have requested. Comments and sugestions can be at the end. To start the second chapter, I will post it in this same thread.
My birthday was coming up in a few more days and I couldn’t wait! My mom asked what kind of cake I wanted, and I made a list of all the presents I desired. However, there was one thing I forgot to add to this extensive list of items. I always wanted to meet Freddie Mercury, the lead singer of queen. It was one of my biggest dreams, but I somehow felt that I would never get to meet him. Even if I did get a chance, I would feel a little nervous. What if he reacted funny about my blindness? “Oh well... You might not get to meet him anyway! So what’s the big deal?” I thought to myself, as I slowly walked over to my dresser to spray on a perfume. My thoughts drifted away as I took my time brushing my hair. I did have a crush on him. But why? There were rumors circling around that he preferred men over women. If this is true, then why am I drooling over a guy who wouldn’t even show the slightest interest in me? I knew it was crazy, but hey! A girl can dream. Can’t she? One of my closest friends, Anahita, kept on telling me about her famous brother. That made me stop brushing my hair to think a minute. I wondered who he was. She lived in England, so I thought about who it could be from England that was famous. “Paul McCartney? No. It would have been on the news or something or in a biography. Mick Jagger? No. That would have been on the news too. It’s 1978 for goodness sakes! Things like that are on the news or in the papers all the time!”
A couple days went by and didn’t really know how to express my wishes on meeting Freddie for my birthday. Somehow though, I overheard a conversation in the living room about something. All I could hear was mom’s voice.
“Yeh. She’d really love that! Okay. I won’t say anything. I promise. Okay. Bye now. I’ll see you there.” And I heard the click of the phone receiver hitting the cradle.
“”What was that all about?” I wondered to myself. “Must be very important, or special.” I kind of felt guilty for ease-dropping. Well, maybe it wasn’t ease-dropping. Just overhearing. I went out in to the kitchen to get a glass of iced tea and the phone rang again. This time, I went to answer. It was Anahita... “Hello girl! What have you been up to?” I asked. “Nothing much. Mom is having us all over for tea at her place, and I really don’t feel like going out today. It’s been raining here off and on. How’s the weather there?” She asked inquisitively. “It’s sunny here. It’s not too hot and not too cold. It’s just perfect.” I commented. “Well, shucks! I wish I was in America right now instead of being in England suffering through all this awful rain!” she laughed. Our conversation took on a more interesting turn as I pestered her to tell me who her brother was. “You’ll never believe it if I told you! she said playfully. “You’ll just have to find out one day. He’s coming to the party. It will be your birthday surprise.
That night, I dreamed of who this mysterious guy was. Not to mention he was famous! Out of all the imaginings I had, I had multiples about Freddie, wish it was him.