Chapter 4: Auditions
(Still Flashback)
The next day in science class, we went outside the school building. Another science teacher, who apparently wasn't teaching the class period, was on the second floor balcony, which was accessible from the teacher's lounge. She was dropping our projects. Jacob and me were standing next to each other, waiting for our project to drop. After about half the projects were tested, we saw our container in the teacher's hands. She let go of it and it fell to the ground. Mr. Bender went over to it and picked it up.
"Who's is this," he asked like every time. Jacob and me each raise our hands. Mr. Bender opened the container and pulled out the wet egg. He checked for cracks. When he finished inspecting it, he said, "A."
In the spur of the moment, I squealed, and Jacob and me hugged. We quickly pulled away, both blushing, once realizing what we just did.
"So…" I said trying to break the awkward silence that had become.
"So," Jacob said, not knowing what to talk about.
"We got an A," I said.
"Yeah," he said.
That oh-so-important conversation was over when the rest of the projects were dropped and class was over. I walked to lunch with Jacob for some reason, and for the first time, he sat with Jackson and me.
"So, how did you guys do on the egg drop experiment?" Jackson asked during lunch.
"We got an A," I inform him.
"Cool, good job."
As the tables were dismissed later, Jacob and me said are goodbyes to Jackson and walked to our next class.
The rest of the day passed by pretty fast, today I noticed that Jacob was in every one of my classes expect my second and last class. Now, it was time for the musical auditions, and I have to admit that I'm getting nervous.
I sat down close to some girls from choir, but I saved a spot next to me for Jackson. He wasn't auditioning, he was here to support me like always.
"Hey Miles," Jackson greeted me.
"Hey," I reply and take my bag off the seat I was saving for him.
"Excuse me students," Mr. Thompson said, standing up from the front row and turning behind him. Mr. Thompson was the director of the music and arts program at the school. The auditorium became quiet, it was mostly empty because the only the students auditioning or watching were here.
He continued. "Today we are doing auditions for the musical "School Dance." It is about a girl, Julie, and a boy, Daniel. They both like each other, and then Julie asks Daniel to the dance. We will get for into detail after auditions. First up, Gina Williams."
Gina went up and sung her song. After her, more students sung their songs. Every time it was time for someone to go up and sing, I got nervous not knowing if the student would be me.
"Miley Stewart," Mr. Thompson called.
"Don't worry Miley, you'll do great," Jackson whispered. I nervously got up and walked up to the stage. I inhaled deeply, then exhaled and began to sing.
Grew up in a small town
And when the rain would fall down
I'd just stare out my window
Dreaming of what could be
And if I'd end up happy
I would pray
Trying hard to reach out
But when I tried to speak out
Felt like no one could hear me
Wanted to belong here
But something felt so wrong here
So I prayed I could break away
I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly
I'll do what it takes til' I touch the sky
And I'll make a wish
Take a chance
Make a change
And breakaway
Out of the darkness and into the sun
But I won't forget all the ones that I love
I'll take a risk
Take a chance
Make a change
And breakaway
Wanna feel the warm breeze
Sleep under a palm tree
Feel the rush of the ocean
Get onboard a fast train
Travel on a jet plane, far away
And breakaway
Buildings with a hundred floors
Swinging around revolving doors
Maybe I don't know where they'll take me but
Gotta keep moving on, moving on
Fly away, breakaway
I'll spread my wings
And I'll learn how to fly
Though it's not easy to tell you goodbye
I gotta take a risk
Take a chance
Make a change
And breakaway
Out of the darkness and into the sun
But I won't forget the place I come from
I gotta take a risk
Take a chance
Make a change
And breakaway, breakaway, breakaway
Mr. Thompson looked amazed, but he wasn't aloud to choose the cast yet; we had to wait until Monday morning. So Mr. Thompson said, "next!" I scurried down stage I got back to my seat.
"You did awesome!" Jackson says in a loud whisper.
"Thanks," I whisper back and then turn my attention to the next person walking on stage. I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw Jacob on the stage. I didn't know he was here! I mean, of course he could audition since he is in drama and all, but I didn't expect it. I listened closely as he started to sing.
What day is it? And in what month?
This clock never seemed so alive
I can't keep up and I can't back down
I've been losing so much time
Cause it's you and me and all other people with nothing to do
Nothing to lose
And it's you and me and all other people
And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you
All of the things that I want to say just aren't coming out right
I'm tripping on words
You've got my head spinning
I don't know where to go from here
Cause it's you and me and all other people with nothing to do
Nothing to prove
And it's you and me and all other people
And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you
There's something about you now
I can't quite figure out
Everything she does is beautiful
Everything she does is right
Cause it's you and me and all other people with nothing to do
Nothing to lose
And it's you and me and all other people
And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you
and me and all other people with nothing to do
Nothing to prove
And it's you and me and all other people
And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you
What day is it?
And in what month?
This clock never seemed so alive
He was looking at me the entire time he was singing. It made me feel butterflies in my stomach. He's a really good singer.
"Next," called Mr. Thompson afterwards.
Jacob walked off stage and went back to his seat. I don't think I'm going to be able to survive the weekend because I can't wait till Monday!!!
A/N: What do you guys think? I picked "Breakaway" for Miley, because if you don't know, the title of this story "Hear Me" is the title of a Kelly Clarkson song, so for Miley, I kinda have a Kelly theme. I picked "You and Me" for Jacob because I was just listening to it and I thought it would be sweet.
