Chapter 1- Hello Hollywood
So in this, I'm replacing Kris, but for all of you Kris fans out there (NOT me…) he will be in this. My OC, Lila, is his twin sister, so he'll defiantly be there…Enjoy!
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I stared at the judges with the blankest look in my eyes. What's happening? I asked myself…
"Lila…Lila…" Paula muttered, snapping me back into reality.
"Oh! Thank you," I walked out of the room.
My brother was there waiting for me.
"So…"
"Kris, I just made a fool of myself on national television…"
"Lila…Maybe they won't show it…"
"They probably will considering how I reacted when they told me-"
"Lila," Ryan Seacrest said as he tapped me on the shoulder, "you forgot this…" He handed me my golden ticket to Hollywood.
Kris' jaw dropped. He grabbed me and started spinning me around. After I had had enough, which was after about 30 seconds, I had to yell at him to let go of me.
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"Kris, you can leave now…" we were in the lobby of a hotel where we would be staying and performing for Hollywood week. Kris insisted on staying with me, even though he knew I'd be fine by myself. We were twins, and it wasn't like he was THAT strong… I knew he just wanted to meet a girl…
"It's because of Katy, right." I wanted to prove to him that I didn't need him, and I knew exactly why he wouldn't leave…
He sighed at the sound of his ex-girlfriend's name. "No…" He lied. I could tell. Before I could say anything else, he asked, "Are you ready?"
"If it makes you leave…" I muttered. Honestly I wasn't ready. I didn't think I'd get this far even, and I barely knew what I wanted to sing…
And of course, I had to be one of the first ones…
In my fear, panic, and argument with my brother, I bumped into someone. Literally.
"Watch it!" the girl spat as Kris helped me off the ground. I looked up and saw that the girl was wearing only a bikini. "If you're here for American Idol, forget about it!" With that, she walked away as if as was on a runway instead of a hallway…
We got to the ballroom, where Ryan Seacrest was going to make a few announcements before Hollywood Week officially began, just as he walked out onto the stage. He said a few things about how everything would work. We would sing a solo, if we passed we would put into groups, and if we passed that we would sing another solo and finally move on to the Semi-Finals, or the Top 36. The judges would also have some of us do sing offs to determine who would move on. I sighed. I knew I probably wasn't moving on past Hollywood.
"…and finally, you will all have a roommate for just this week," Ryan Seacrest announced. He read the list of names and room assignments and handed the two room keys when they came up.
"Allison and Jasmine…" he continued down the list, "Katrina and Lila…"
"Oh crap," I muttered only loud enough for Kris to hear me.
"What?" he asked.
"Look at my roommate…"
"Oh no…"
Of course, I got bikini girl…She looked at me and made a face that pretty much spoke my emotions just as they probably did hers. Out of all the people… I thought. Why me?
"Hi…" I said as calmly as I could manage, speaking as if we were meeting for the first time.
"Oh. It's the clumsy girl…I thought Ryan would give me someone better considering we're soulmates…"
"Y-you and RYAN?"
"Okay, maybe not YET, but soon!" She walked towards the elevators, leaving her luggage next to me.
"Aren't you going to take them?" I asked.
"Oh…I thought you were nice and polite…" I sighed as she went back to gather her things.
"I-I'll take them for you…"
I turned around and saw…
"KRIS?!?" I yelled. Why the Hell would he help her? He saw how she treated me…
"Ooh! Cute guy!" she ran over, handing my brother my possessions. "You MUST be single, right? I mean, why would a cutie like you be with…her…"
"She's my sister."
"Thank explains it…" she giggled a little, looking at me again. I had to agree that I wasn't exactly the prettiest thing, but I wasn't THAT bad…Was I?
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When we got to our room, I pulled Kris aside.
"Kris, what are you doing?"
"I'm, uh, being, uh…"
"A kiss up?"
"At least I've been kissed!"
I rolled my eyes. I knew exactly what I could say back to him, but I decided not to. I didn't feel like fighting with him now. I didn't need that stress.
"So Kris," Katrina started, "You want to go out sometime?"
"Sure Katrina!" he answered happily.
"Great!" she cheered.
I sighed as they talked about what they should do in Hollywood. This was going to be a LONG week…
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"Lila Allen. What will you be singing for us today?" Paula asked sweetly.
"I will be singing Hello by Evanescence."
Playground schoolbell rings, again
Rainclouds come to play, again
Has no one told you she's not breathing ?
Hello, I'm your mind, giving you someone to talk to...Hello...
If I smile and don't believe
Soon I know I'll wake from this dream
Don't try to fix me
I'm not broken
Hello, I'm the lie living for you so you can hide...
Don't cry...
Suddenly I know I'm not sleeping
Hello, I'm still here, all that's left
Of yesterday.
"Thank you Lila," Kara said as I finished.
Randy spoke first, "Lila, that song was a great choice, and here's why. It was able to show us your range without you being all over the place with your voice."
I smiled shyly and muttered a small "thanks" or nodded every so often. That's just how I was used to taking criticism.
"Lila," Paula started, "I agree Randy. I can see you getting far in this competition."
"Thank you," I muttered. I was glad Randy and Paula liked it, since I felt that I could have done better…
"Lila, you have a great voice and a lot of talent, and I agree with Paula saying that you'll get far."
I barely heard what Kara said, and only nodded. I was too worried about Simon…
"Lila," he began, "I think you have great potential in this competition. You could have done better with a different song, but I'm glad you took that risk. Very well done."
"Congratulations Lila, you have four yeses," Paula said, smiling.
"Thank you SO much!" I yelled. I couldn't have been happier at that moment. I was so happy, I forgot where I was going…
"I'm so sorry!" I yelled to a guy I ran into in my clumsiness. Not again, I thought. I can't handle ANOTHER Katrina…One's enough…I was on the floor, being helped up by the man.
"It's okay," he said, "Did you make it?" he asked politely, noticing where I was coming from.
"Uh, yeah, I guess," I muttered in my stupidity.
"That's great! I'm up next!"
"Oh good luck! It's not that bad, well except for-" I stopped. I just realized I was babbling.
"Danny Gokey, your turn," an impatient voice yelled from inside the room…
"I have to go, but I'll see you around!" he said as he walked in the room.
"Yeah, like hopefully we make it farther and we do well and people like us and-" I sighed seeing that he was gone and I was babbling again. Why is it that I always make a fool of myself in front of cute guys? It's always cute guys and cameras…