4 September 2012
(very excited about this chapter...hope you'll see why but have got some good ideas lined up :)
Chapter 9:
I was still buzzing from Chris Parker liking my designs. On Thursday I didn't have any classes so decided that was the best day to go visit him. His studio was up in London so I had to get the tube. I decided to bring my mum with me as I thought I could treat her afterwards and spend some precious time together.
When we arrived in the studio a familiar face greeted us. Matt gave me a cheeky grin and kissed my mum's hand first and then mine. For someone who was only slightly older then me his class and manners seemed so rare these days and I admired his parents for bringing him up so well.
We were led down to the basement which was Mr Parker's main studio for all his work and designing. It was huge with big chandeliers hanging from the ceiling. It was a lot more modern than the boutique but there were still plenty of stunning dresses on show.
"Sophia! I'm so glad you could come. And thank you for bringing your older sister along to watch too." My mum let out a huge laugh which embarrassed me terribly but I love her for her sense of humour and general happiness. "well you're very kind, sir. I'm actually mumma bear so go easy, I'm new to this whole bridal, designing thing." She sounded so stupid considering I had never done anything like this either. "well don't worry, I'll explain everything step by step and tell you exactly why I want you here."
We all sat down around a big marble table and got down to business. "Sophia, when I first saw your dresses I fell in love with them. They were elegant and detailed and you even added all the small things you wanted to add to the dress and how you could make it perfect." I nodded along and my mum smiled at me proudly. "now, I know you've got a lot on your plate; Cindy was telling me how you've been studying law at university and you've been drowned in coursework etc. Well, I don't know how good you are at all that sort of stuff, but I seriously think you could go far with your designs my love, you're very talented."
It was all a lot to take in, not only for me but for my mum too. She sat there all innocent and I felt bad for putting her in a situation where at some point she would need to help me chose.
"well Mr Parker," my mother began, "you see my girl is always finding something to do in her spare time; as a girl she'd sit and read all day, then in he teens she'd write poems and stories and now, well I don't know, this could just be another amazing hobby that she's fantastic at. Should we really get rid of all the hard work she's put into law and the degree waiting for her at the other end for a dream that may only stay like one?"
I began to question what I really wanted. If you asked any eighteen year old young entrepreneur out there law or a fashion designer, well, it was a bit of a no brainer. But for me I knew what I really wanted and I had to clear my thoughts. Not only was I deliberating over a future that was split in half, I had to think of Maggie and Cindy too.
"Mr Parker, I really appreciate everything you've done for me. You're so kind and understanding and I can see you want what's best for me. I just need some time to put my thoughts into some kind of order, but I promise I'll be in touch."
With that I was out the door and making my way back to the station. I knew my mum wanted what she thought was best for me, but at that moment I don't think we were on the same page.
I sat down on a filthy seat opposite my mum and gently massaged my temples.
"look darling, I just want you to be happy. I know you have potential with this designing thing but your law, sweetheart, law isn't an easy thing to do and you do it so well. It's in your blood! I know it! You just have to trust me, ok? I'm your mummy, I love you and want what's best."
She hugged me close to her chest but my mind was still fuzzy and all over the place.
I had stayed at home for a few days, trying to do as much work as I could from my living room, but my mind kept on juggling around in my head. I decided to google 'law degree' and as if by magic the first website that came up was titled: "deliberating whether law's your thing? Don't worry, we have the answers." I read each word slowly so that I could absorb every detail and closed the page feeling slightly uplifted. I called my professor on the phone; he was really kind and understanding and he was the first person I spoke to that seemed to be making some sort of sense. When I hung up the phone I ran up to my room and sat on my window seat. It was then that the sun shone brightly from behind the clouds and the heavens had sent me my answer. Everything was going to be ok.
by vera©
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