I woke up feeling refreshed. It was the first day of summer vacation! I was officially not-a-sophomore, but not-yet-a-junior. It was an awesome feeling. Yawning, I bounced out of bed and skipped over to my full-length mirror.
"Jesus." I recoiled, eying my crazy bedhead. My long wavy black hair was everywhere it wasn't supposed to be.
'This summer will be one that I never forget' I vowed to myself, working through the tangles in my hair, grimacing. My cell phone rang.
"So I'm a raptor, tearin' it up like a tractor
Matter fact I'm killin' this track- you're a slacker
Sack like a sacker hello Mr. Brady
Tell 'em leave his hair to the guy who sings 'Baby'"
Speaking in tongues could only mean one thing- My agent, Dean. Half the time I can't make out what he's even saying, so I figured the song was appropriate.
"Hello?"
"TIANA! I'm so glad you picked up- boy, do I have a job for YOU!" Only Dean could be this overly charismatic at- I glanced at the clock- 9:08 in the morning.
Or maybe that's just me. I sighed.
"What's up Dean?"
"I didn't wake you, did I? GOOD!" he bellowed, before I even got a chance to answer. I chuckled.
"Would you be so opposed if I told you that I had your dream job audition in…let's see now…5 hours?" I started.
"Um. YES?" I said sarcastically.
"Don't get snarky with me." He said distractedly. "Well! What if I told you that this was to co-star in a movie in which you would play a girl with phenomenal singing talent, which you happen to have?"
"Sounds great, but-"
"Let me finish!" he said. "To co-star..." he started slowly, "beside teen heartthrob JUSTIN BIEBER?" Ahh, there's the kicker. Ooh, he's good. He knew that would be my sell.
"I'm in. When and where."
By 1:30 I was sitting on the floor in a hallway on the 17th floor of some building on 57th street. Breathing deeply- innnn…outttt….innn…ou-
"Hey." Said a girl with green eyes, poking me. "You alright?" Wow. I must've seriously zoned out.
"Yeah, I'm fine!" I said laughing. "Sorry. Just trying to chill. I'm Tiana." I said to her, holding out my hand.
"Jessa." She said, shaking mine. "And I'm just as nervous as you are, T. But you know how I cope?" she said, smirking.
"How, J?" I said, returning her smirk.
"TA-DA!" she announced pulling like 70 packs of bubble gum from her bag. "Chew this and you'll be good to go, I swear. It's how I get by." I laughed and took two pieces of the fat square ones, stuffing them in my mouth.
"Ah duf schmege ah fyt jen wery mime!" I tried to communicate.
"Excuse me?" she said, laughing.
"I SAID," I started, getting the hang of the massive piece of gum I had in my mouth, "I love these! I chew them all the time!"
"That," Jessa started, "is not what I got. At all." She popped a piece of watermelon flavor into her mouth and slunk down. "YUUMMM."
Just then a group of about ten girls came out from the audition room squealing. I caught snippets of what they were saying:
"He's in there! OMG, Justin Bieber is in there!" Is what stood out to me the most. I sat stunned, staring openmouthed at Jessa (which proved to be a bad idea when my wad of gum started slipping out of my mouth.)
"He's WHERE!" We both said. Just then, the lady calling names came out with a clipboard and announced both Jessa and I along with 8 other girls. My heart started pounding, and I felt Jessa desperately clutch for my hand.
'I'm an actress!' I thought. 'I can totally act like absolutely nothing is wrong and that I'm not totally nervous.' So squeezing Jessa's hand I put on my game face and prepared to bring it. It was go time.