wooo! so this is a much more lighter chapter than last one. =] and again, you reviewers are seriously some of the best ever!! im only updating again so quickly because you are demanding me for more chapters!! i got another couple chapters already to go. so if your extremely nice then maybe i will update tomorrow or something. well, your awesome. enough said.

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Chapter Four: A Star Is Born

Gonna shout it from the mountaintops

A star is born

It's a time for pulling out the stops

A star is born

Honey, hit us with a halleluiah

The kid came shining through

Girl, sing the song

Come blow your horn

A star is born

A Star Is Born: Disney

"You're going to do great!" Caitlyn shouted pushing me into the auditorium.

"Yeah, thanks for that," I muttered, the doors closing in my face.

Caitlyn had to go home and help her mom around the house so she wasn't even going to stay to watch her best friend audition – I was bitter about this. I planned on having her there to support me in case I screwed up completely and made a fool of myself – no such rock here anymore. Taking a deep breath, I turned and made my way toward the stage. The auditorium was filled with many students – many more than I ever imagined would be here. Nerves shot through my system. What was I getting myself into? I wasn't going to be able to sing in front of all of them.

"Mitch," called Nate waving me over to him.

Caitlyn's curly-headed lover sat in the tenth row with his annoying friend and equally annoying girlfriend. I sighed mentally preparing myself; you never know what could happen when they were together.

"Hey Nate," I said dropping into my seat, but not before Shane's oddly colored eyes latched onto mine giving me a cold glare – that's nice.

"You excited?" he asked moving his head to block Shane and Tess out of the picture.

"I don't know yet. I'm more nervous than anything right now. Who are you trying out for?"

Nate shrugged. "I haven't decided yet, maybe one of the leads or something. You?"

"I'm just going to try out. Am I allowed to do that?" I asked pathetically.

He laughed. "I'm pretty sure you can do that."

The lights flickered above and the whole room fell silent. Nate sat back in his seat, his attention on the stage. I looked around at everyone else. They all silently waited so I did too.

A thin, wiry looking lady in bright green robes clapped her hands together. "Good afternoon thespians!" she boomed in a low dramatic voice.

I gasped. "I was totally not expecting that."

"Ms. Mason is awesome," Nate whispered back.

"I'm Ms. Mason, or just M, for those of you who don't know me. I've got a couple things to say before we start acting! First off, we have fun in the theater. Second, we work hard and have fun. And third, we have fun!"

Her rant collected a loud round of cheers and shouts. M raised her hands to quiet, all immediately fell quiet. "I'm going to call out your name, and you will come up here and read some lines that I instruct you to do. Once you auditioned you may pick up a song book for tomorrow, and then you may leave. Tomorrow we test you singing abilities. Let's begin!" M clapped again and everyone else joined in. "Clipboard Keegan." M settled into her seat next to a small girl with bright blond hair, Keegan. "Tess Tyler!"

The blond besides Shane gracefully rose from her seat, planted a very sensual kiss on her boyfriend's lips, and sauntered to center stage. I wanted to gag.

"This should be interesting," Nate muttered to me.

I sensed his sarcasm and had to cover my mouth from letting my laughs escape.

"Alright Tess, please read Courtney's lines on page three," instructed M pushing her matching bright green glasses up the sloped bridge of her nose.

Tess cleared her throat and began, "'Whoa that was harsh.'"

The Nikko stand-in said his lines.

"Well this is just perfect then," she recited dully. "The night I come looking for a lead singer you become completely available!"

"Wow, could she have any more enthusiasm?" Nate said earning a slap from Shane.

"If she had any more I think her new hair extensions might fall out of her hair," I joked, my body shaking with laughter as we laughed together. I now understood why Cait was head-over-heels for the boy; he was funny.

"Thank you Tess," M said interrupting her monologue midsentence. "Grab a song book from Keegan on your way out. We will see you tomorrow."

This was how every audition went. Some people went longer than others but M ended the same with each one. She rarely showed emotion so you never knew if she really liked you or not; it was a bit intimidating I might say.

There were some dreadfully awful students who could barely read their lines let alone act them out. Nate and I shook with laughter for the greater part of the auditions.

There was one thing though I had to admit, very reluctantly though, Shane Gray could act. Not only could he act – he acted better than anyone else. His presence on stage mesmerized me even though I didn't want to be looking at him I couldn't help it. I knew I was gaping at him because Nate kept laughing at me hysterically.

Nate was really good also but not as good as Shane. He didn't command the stage and didn't draw the attention like Shane did.

My name was one of the last ones to be called. "Mitchie Torres?" M said questionably, her wide eyes searched the room.

I rose hesitantly not wanting to be put on the spot. Slowly I made my way to the stage and took my place at the center. The spotlight blinded me. I could barely see M sitting at the table in front of the stage. I bounced on my feet awkwardly trying to adjust my eyes to the brightness.

"A new face, your first production?" asked M, gazing up at me through her bright green frames.

I nodded nervously twisting a piece of my brown hair. My eyes roamed the audience quickly finding Nate with a huge grin on his face and two thumbs up. I laughed relaxing – I could do this.

"Very well, Courtney's lines page 67."

I didn't bother to open Nate's script. I'd already memorized most of Courtney's lines. I actually knew the exact scene M was asking me to perform; it was one of my favorites. I waited patiently for the stand-in Nikko to say his line.

"What do I think? What do I think Nikko?" I said loudly channeling Courtney's anger and betrayal. "Which part sounds better, the part where my friends stabbed me in the back or when you turned it? You went behind my back, all of you did, and made a whole new dance without me."

"We were having fun. We thought you would like it. This wasn't meant to be behind your back, it was a surprise. You need to loosen up."

"Show choir is not about being loose; it's about being exact and precise. There is no time for going crazy and being loose. Not in show choir." I pretended to turn and storm off.

"Court stop, we just thought we had a better chance if we did something a little different. We wanted to show you. Everyone worked so hard on this. They all did such a good job."

I narrowed my eyes at the stand-in and whispered sadly, "You ruined my dream Nikko; you took away the only thing I was good at. You took away my dream and stole it for yourself. How does it feel to crush someone's dream?"

"It's still your show Court."

"It's your show now," I said menacingly and turned to face the crowd. "I bet your new, perfect teacher didn't think to tell you the only reason he was doing this was because I promised him half the prize money."

"Court…"

"No, Nikko. You've ruined everything, and I know it was a mistake to make you that offer in the first place but I did it, and I do regret it. Good luck though at Nationals. Thank you so much for taking control and making everything better," I said sarcastically finishing off my lines with a flourish.

My heart continued to beat rapidly. The anger brought unwanted tears to my eyes. Why was I crying in the first place? I blinked back tears and held my breath. The auditorium was completely silent for ages, and I didn't know whether that was a good or bad sign.

"Thank you very much Mitchie," M finally said making a note on her clipboard. "Grab a song book, and we'll see you tomorrow."

Keegan handed me a thin green book with a kind smile. I smiled back muttering a thank you and continued to Nate. He met me in the aisle.

"You were brilliant!" he exclaimed hugging me. "I never knew you could act."

"Me neither," I said glancing to the back of the auditorium. "I surprised myself."

Nate said something in reply but I wasn't paying attention. My eyes were glued to the dark haired boy slinking out of the auditorium. He gave me a short nod and disappeared.

I wonder what that was about.

"Are you excited? Nervous? What about thrilled? Excited? Anxious?" Caitlyn gushed the next afternoon.

The three of us, Caitlyn, Nate, and I that is, were heading to the auditorium for the final auditions. "You already said excited," Nate pointed out, embarrassing my friend. "Don't be embarrassed, it was adorable."

Don't get me wrong, I love all the cutesiness but I have to draw the line somewhere. Their lovey dovey attitudes were really starting to get on my nerves – just date already I wanted to scream at them. "Okay, Mitchie can only stand so much love for one day. Let's get this over with."

We entered the auditorium Caitlyn telling me I was only bitter because I didn't have a boy to be all cutesy with. I wanted to tell her I didn't need a boy to be happy, but that chance slipped away when I noticed how occupied the auditorium was. Why was everyone here?!

"Wow, lots more people than yesterday," Nate stated the obvious choosing a row towards the back.

I bit back the sarcastic remark I so wanted to throw at him.

"It's the singing auditions, people tend to get more into them," informed Caitlyn.

"Is that why you decided to come today?" I asked raising my eyebrows at her.

She glared at me. "You know I couldn't make it yesterday. Don't get all pissy with me for something I couldn't help."

I smiled at her. "I'm just kidding Caity. Hey Nate did Jason tell you when he wanted me to come in tonight?"

"Around 6:30 depending on when this was over."

M brought the attention to the front with her infamous clapping that I was becoming accustomed too. "Good afternoon! Welcome to the final day of auditions for Spectacular! You have the choice to sing one of your songs or one of the songs from the musical. Your song must be pretty damn good though. After the auditions end I will post the cast on the front of the auditorium doors. So I advise you to stick around and wait to find out. Now let's get it on!"

Another round of clapping followed M to her seat. She called off a few names and the auditions officially began. Some people sang in groups while some sang alone. I, again, sat through too many auditions for my own good – too many off-key voices and pitchy songs for my liking.

Yet again Shane amazed me. He and Nate chose to sing one of their originals – insanely beautiful and touching. Their voices played off each other in a manner that only happened from singing together for a long time. The song chilled me to the bone.

Caitlyn held my hand throughout the song and kept whispering how amazing Nate was. I rolled my eyes at my love struck friend.

It felt like centuries later that M finally called out my name, her deep voice echoing through the crowded room. Caitlyn squeezed my hand reassuring me that it was good I was one of the last to go. In her mind this meant M had more of chance remembering me. "Be a star!" she whispering giving me one last squeeze.

I took my spot at center stage again. "Hello there again Mitchie, you having a good day?"

"Yes ma'am."

"I am too," she said shuffling some papers. "Will you be singing an original for us today?"

"Yes I will," I said meekly. "It's called Who Will I Be?"

I think M was genuinely surprised I decided to sing my own piece. She set aside her papers and leaned back casually, focusing all her attention on me. "Stun me," she said simply.

I closed my eyes listening to my song ring in my ears. The song started off quietly and quickly grew inside of me. I can do this. I can sing in front of these people. Just sing like no one is even watching you. It's just you up here. Sing.

Keeping my eyes closed I started to sing, "Who will I be? It's up to me. All the never-ending possibilities. That I can see. There's nothing that I can't do. Who I will I be, yes I believe. I get to make the future what I want too. If I can pick up anyone and know the choice is up to me. Who will I be?"

"Hold on a second please," called out M. "Is Shane Gray still here?"

Confusion covered my face. What was Shane wanted for? Did I really sing that bad and she wanted to hear him to forget I even sang? Shane ran down the aisle bending down to M. She whispered something in his ear. His eyes shot up to me and climbed up onto the stage.

"Are you familiar with the song For the First Time?" she asked me.

"The one in the musical, yeah," I said confusedly.

"Would you mind singing it with Shane? From the top," she said without waiting for an answer. She waved her hand and music instantly filled the room. Shane handed me a microphone wordlessly.

I wanted to ask a question but I only had time to bring the mic to my mouth. "Sometimes it's hard to see what's been there all along," I started off unsteadily, trying to remember all the words to a song I barely knew.

"Sometimes we're sure of everything, until we found out that were all wrong," Shane sang, his mesmerizing voice echoing through the auditorium.

My brain turned to mush at the sound making me forget to sing the next line. "Now we're standing here," he sang by himself.

"Face to face," I joined in, our eyes locking – oh those eyes. "Nothing feels the same."

"For the first time, I realized something I didn't see before," we sang together our bodies facing each other completely. "For the first time looking your eyes. Suddenly there's so much more. Something we both feel inside for the first time."

I had a moment to catch my breath. Shane's singing and staring into his eyes at the same time were making me dizzy. I continued with confidence, "How did we ever end up here? I don't know, but it feels so right."

Another thing that made Shane so irresistible on stage was his passion. The way his body and eyes moved and acted when he sang gave off the feel of a true performer. "The last thing, I ever expected, is happening it's you and I. There's something real, I can't explain, and nothing feels the same."

The music suddenly stopped and I tore my eyes away from Shane's. M was sitting up in her seat looking stunned. I had almost forgotten there were other people around us.

"Excellent, excellent," she proclaimed. "I would make you finish the song but I have to finish auditions and post the cast. Thank you very much Mitchie, and you too Shane. You two are something."

I nodded awkwardly and hopped off the stage. I found Caitlyn, a huge grin plastered on her pretty face. "Ah Mitch! You were amazing! Like seriously amazing times a billion! AHH! I never knew you could sing that well! I'm so proud of you!"
I just smiled.

"Seriously, she's right," Nate added. "You and Shane can sing together."

"Plus it pays to see Tess fuming the whole time, hilarious!"

The next twenty minutes were pure torture and agony. I wanted to know if I made it – right this instant. Forget all the other people who had to audition, they weren't important. I realized what I was thinking and stopped. I actually wanted to be in the musical – more than I ever anticipated. Caitlyn was right; I needed this – a distraction per se.

The whole auditorium quieted as M sauntered down the middle aisle with a piece of starch white paper. She opened the doors, disappeared, and reappeared within seconds.

I reached the door before anyone else. I searched the paper for my name and didn't have to go far.

Cast of Spectacular!

Courtney Mitchie Torres

Nikko Shane Gray

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