"Next is… Spencer Shay" Said a tall man with a very fake tan.
Spencer sat up from his seat and slowly walked to the door. But before he entered he looked at his reflection through the glass window on the door. The room seemed way too professional for him. The only art there was, was a painting of a tree hung on the right wall. The room was painted gray and was one of the most boring places Spencer had ever been. He couldn't believe this was the place where he would get an amazing opportunity to do a sculpture that would be seen by thousand's of people.
"Hello, you must be Spencer." Said an old guy, who had a warm and inviting smile.
"Uhh. Yeah, and I have applications and uhm things I specialize in…" Spencer said, as he searched his suitcase for something that might impress them.
"Here's some pictures of my sculptors." Spencer said as he handed them the picture to be passed around.
"And uhh… here's some cheese… which show's, I always eat my daily amounts of dairy…"
"Spencer calm down, and put away your cheese." Said one of the men.
"Now…we want someone who's exciting, new, young." One of the men began to say.
"I'm exciting… and new… defiantly young!" Spencer said, interrupting the man.
"Let me finish." He said, as he scolded Spencer. "All you have to do to pass this test, is tell us a story."
"A story?" Spencer said confused.
"Yes, a story of how your life is exciting, new, and young."
"Well…" Spencer began to say, as a grin spread far across his face.
"I have a story, but it might be too much for your old ears to handle…"
"Well tell us!" One man as he leaned back and got comfortable in his chair.
"Well… it all starts when my 15 year old sister came home from school and told me her two best friends were married…."