"Leah … Leah, it's time for you to get up. We got a big day ahead of us." I groaned. Why did anyone have to bother me right now? Why couldn't I just be left alone for once? "Leah Grace. Get up right now." I groaned once again but reluctantly sat up in my bed, scratching my head. "You might want to get dressed or something. You look like crap." My mother exclaimed before turning on her heel and walking out.
Well. Some mom she was, always so nice and considerate to her daughter. I huffed as I threw my covers off of me, slowly getting up and going over to the mirror. Huh. I did look a mess, I had to admit. My hair was matted and my eyes had deep bags under them.
I sighed, going to my private bathroom and turning the water on. I made sure it was nice and hot before I stepped into it, wincing a little from the heat. I just stood there for a long moment, letting the water pound into my back. Today was the day. Today was the day I was auditioning for JONAS.
No one even thought that it would still be around. JONAS & JONAS L.A had been cancelled … for a limited time. And now it was back, and they needed a new girl character … I feel like it was the perfect opportunity. And anyway, I was in love with the Jonas Brothers. Any kind of job for them would be a dream come true to me.
I finished my shower about a half an hour later, and I stepped out, wrapping a towel around my body. I walked out into my room, going to my closet and trying to sort through the clothes. Nothing seemed right. Everything was either too dressy or not dressy enough. I sighed lightly as I picked out some ripped skinny jeans and a loose tank top, matching it with a pair of my favorite gladiator sandals. My thick brown hair – which was naturally curly – seemed unable to be tamed this morning, so I simply put it up into a messy bun at the crown of my head.
It took me about an hour in all, and by the time I was done, my mom was pacing in the living room, having changed into a nicer pant suit. I hesitated by the door but then went down, calling out to her as I made my way outside. "Ready!" I heard her huff behind me, a noticeable grimace on her face. "Took you long enough."
I was starting to think my mom was more excited about this thing then I was. Here I was, nineteen years old. And she was almost forty. I think it was a chance to relive her childhood … but what she didn't realize that if I ever got the role, I would be moving away from her, all the way to California from my lonely place in Chicago.
We both climbed into the car and she started it up, beginning to drive. The whole car ride was awkwardly silent, and it just built up the anticipation of what was going to happen even more than it already was. We drove to this professional looking building and after staring at it for what seemed like forever, we walked inside.
I felt sick. I didn't even know what was happening as I vaguely heard the receptionist tell us where we had to go. My mom grabbed onto my elbow, steering me in the direction since I was clearly incapable. We were taken back to the little waiting room, and we sat down in the hard plastic chairs.
I looked around at the other girls around me. They were all perfect, almost exact replicas of Barbie dolls. Their bleached blonde hair lay on their shoulders perfectly, their tan skin glistened against the clothes they had chosen. Their eyes glistened it seemed, and they looked absolutely determined. It was then that I realized I didn't belong there. I was no one special. I wasn't pretty. Didn't have a lot of friends. Why was I here?
"Leah … Thompson, is it? Yes, Leah Thompson. You are up." Someone called. I looked over at my mom frantically, thinking of practically any excuse to get the hell out of there. She just made a waving motion with her hand, whispering to me telling me to go.
I took a huge gulp of air to try to calm me down, my whole body shaking so badly as I – with as much confidence as I could muster – got up from my seat and marched into the room, getting ready for the audition of a lifetime.
So this is my first story. And i'm still indecisive about everything ... Please, bare with me, and it will get better! i hope you enjoy!
- Lizzy. :)
