The concert
Mr. Sullivan gave him a rundown of their biggest hall, which was too small for his purpose.
“Oh! A five hundred seats hall is too small.”
“What are you expecting?”
“Something like eighteen thousand seats.”
“That will not be a problem. I will hire the stadium. We have a stake there.”
“It is good. Send the details of the hall to me. We are using it on …”
“All right, boss.”
Mr. Denise Bailey and Mr. Sullivan closed the deal. The next day, after the hall acquisition process had been settled, Mr. Denise Bailey and his wife took Tim and Daniel for a photo shoot and got their picture for the Electronic Flyer, and they began the publicity.
(Daniel De Pianist Concert Featuring, Tim Princewill. Venue: Multipurpose Hall, Bricks Mont Stadium. Date: …. Time: 2 Pm. The Springfield Tourism and Resort Center. Partners)
Now, Tim was over the moon when saw his event all over the internet. Likewise, Jude Addy, who was happy with him, was helpful too. Then he advised.
“This is the event that would lunch you into the music world, so give it your best. I will give you two hours off every day for rehearsals. Did you get me?”
“Yes, boss. Thank you, boss.”
Now, all was set for the concert and the participants had arrived at the Tourist Center. Mr. Denise Bailey was careful not to be overtly involved in the program. When Jude Addy noticed that the Viewing Center at Bricks Mont was at the stadium, he shifted the event to the Stadium too. Likewise, Denise asked why he took the decision, and he explained.
“We can achieve what we intend to achieve in eight days in one day. It would save us a lot of money and man-hour.”
“You are right, Jude. The participants, who are minors, may not withstand the stress of performing for four weekends.”
“Yes, boss.”
“Good job, Jude.”
“Thank you, boss.”
At Bricks Mont
Now, Tim Princewill's friends who were not aware that he had left Bricks Mont were doubting the concert. Although the name was his, but the picture was his look alike according to the interpretation of his taunters.
“What made you think that this could be Tim?”
One of them asked. Another person spoke.
“That is him. The picture is just a high definition. This is Tim.”
“Can't you reason properly? This event originated from Kent. What is Tim's relationship with Kent?”
“You are right.”
“You see. His mother could not even afford a tuition fee for him.”
“Can they even buy the ticket?”
Now, his friends visited his house at Church Hill and discovered that the house was occupied by a new occupant, and they were not surprised.
“They must have moved to the Princewill's Native Home.”
“Oh! Poor boy. His mother had been ejected, probably because she could not afford the rent.”
“Too bad. How do we raise money for the event? I wish to hook up with that artist. He may be our destiny helper.”
“You are right. How can we hook up with him when we have not even bought the ticket?”
“I have been thinking. I asked my mom for the money, but she vehemently refused to give me.”
“My parents bluntly asked me to go and read my books.”
Now, the group of seven friends, who of the same age grade with Tim, were at a cross road. A few days to the event, they had not bought the ticket and the cost for the last minutes tickets skyrocketed beyond the reach of even their parents. So, they planned a shortcut.
“Let us form a fan base for him. We will promote the event as well as ourselves. With that, we may have access to a free ticket.”
“You are right, Brian. But Tim must not be part of us.”
“Why do you conceive such thought? How can an illegitimate child be in the group of legitimate children?”
At last, their number increased from seven to one hundred and thirteen. They were excitedly promoting the celebrity that they wish to hook up with and who would change their destinies.
Meanwhile, Mr. Sullivan, who was seeing the event as a boost to his Resort Center, had constituted a strong fan base for the event. After he closed the deal with Mr. Denise Bailey, he began to promote the event drastically. The stadium was for twenty thousand guests, but Mr. Denise Bailey was expecting only eighteen thousand guests. He sold two thousand tickets at a high cost and every one would be smiling that day.
At Dover.
“Tim.”
Mr. Denise Bailey called out one evening after their dinner.
“Yes, uncle.”
“When do you intend to leave for Bricks Mont?”
“I intend to leave a day before the event.”
“That is good.”
Now, Tim was in a high spirit when he heard his uncle say that is good. He believed that the plan that he had mapped out for himself would work out. Then Mr. Denise Bailey inquired.
“Why do you want to go a day before the event?”
“I want to use that day to stroll around, visit my friends, catch up with my friends and…”
His uncle, who discovered that he had not come to terms with what it takes to be a celebrity, cut him short.
“I don't think you know what you are talking about. You will leave four days before the event, and you are going with the Security Officers from here. Father had arranged for them, and they would work with the Security Officers over there. Did you get me?”
“Yes uncle.”
Then, Mr. Denise Bailey carried on.
“The reason for going early is to distract those who may want to attack you. When you get to the airport, you would be taken to the Resort Center incognito, and you will not step out of it until the day of the event.”
“It is noted, uncle.”
Then, Olivia, who was listening to their conversations, burst into raucous laughter which infested her husband. Afterwards, she turned to Tim, who was drenched, confused and said.
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