I opened the doors and stepped inside. "Hello?" I called.
A woman dressed in black rounded the corner and said "May I help you?"
"Uh, I'm looking for Madame Giry." I said.
"That would be me. What do you need?"
"I'm here for auditions. He sent me." I said.
"Oh," she said. "Well, if you'll follow me, I will take you into the auditorium for your audition." I silently followed her, but couldn't shake the feeling that someone was watching me the whole time. When we walked into the theater, I saw a young lady walking off the stage, looking upset, and knew she wasn't good enough. Do I really want to do this? I thought. Yes, I do. "Monsieur Andre, Monsieur Firmin, this is" She stopped suddenly. "Mademoiselle, what is your name?" She asked me.
"Oh, Éponine. Éponine Thénardier." I said.
"This is Mademoiselle Éponine Thénardier. Wait, as in Monsieur and Madame Thénardier?" She asked me.
"Unfortunately, yes." I responded.
"Okay, then. Mademoiselle Thénardier is here to audition." She stated.
"Very well. What do you know mademoiselle?" The taller man asked. I guessed they were the managers.
"Uh, I can sing a song I kind of made up…" I said.
"Wonderful," the shorter man said.
"From the beginning." Madame Giry said. I got on stage, and began.
"On my own, pretending he's beside me.
All alone, I walk with him 'til morning."
That's when I felt like I was being watched again. I looked around the theater and thought I saw something, or someone, move in one of the boxes.
"Without him I feel his arms around me, and when I lose my way I close my eyes and he has found me.
In the rain the pavement shines like silver.
All the lights are misty in the river.
In the darkness the trees are full of starlight, and all I see is him and me forever and forever.
And I know it's only in my mind.
That I'm talking to myself and not to him.
And although I know that he is blind, still I say there's a way for us.
I love him, but when the night is over he is gone.
The river's just a river.
Without him the world around me changes, the trees are bare and everywhere the streets are full of strangers.
I love him but everyday I'm learning all my life I've only been pretending.
Without me his world will go on turning.
A world that's full of happiness that I have never known.
I love him, I love him, I love him, but only on my own"
The last note of the song rang through the theater. I hadn't realized I'd closed my eyes, so I opened them. Looking at the managers, I could tell they were in shock. Either I was really good, or completely horrible, I thought. "That was amazing!" One of the managers exclaimed. I looked up at the boxes and noticed a dark figure in the box with the number 5 on the front.
"Thank you." I replied. I looked at Madame Giry, but she remained emotionless. I would have a hard time figuring that woman out. The other manager began
"We would be honored to have you here, Mademoiselle."
"Please, it would be my honor." I countered.
"Wonderful! Madame Giry, please take Mademoiselle to her room." The taller man said.
"Of course, Monsieur." She said. With that, I knew there was a life about to start when tomorrow comes.