Ella

Auditions were today, and I was excited. I didn't really care if I made it in or not, but I probably would. I mean, who would be better for the part of me than me?
I planed to meet Ben and Amy there. Amy had decided to audition at the last minute. That was surprising, she told me that she had always wanted to be in a live show. It's funny that she never mentioned it before.

Anyhow, I was one of the first ones there. I had to fill out an orange paper and they gave me a number. I was number 6. Ben was already there, and he was number 5. They started the singing and acting portion a few minutes after I arrived. We were supposed to memorize a one minute monologue and 16 bars of a song.

Ben looked embarrassed, and he told me that he didn't like to sing in front of people. I wasn't embarrassed, and I like to sing. It also helped that I was sing Popular, the song that was literally written for me.

They called Ben onto stage. I wished him luck, and that seemed to ease his nerves a little. He wasn't singing or speak loud enough for me to hear him through the wall. When he came back he looked happy that it was over.

Then it was my turn. I did feel nervous as I walked on stage. The monologue went well enough. I guess I could have done better, but my nerves were throwing me off. I aced the singing part, if I do say so myself. It wasn't like I was dependent on getting in.

I met Ben outside. More people had arrived, but I didn't see Amy yet. After about an hour of waiting around, Mrs. Elliott announced for that it was time for the dance section for numbers one through twenty. I looked around me. There were at least forty people here. Much more than the amount that had signed my petition. Mrs. Elliott had also said that she had planed for a cats of twenty one students.

As I followed the group of people to the stage to learn the dance portion, I saw Amy rush in to the room. She started to fill out a résumé and then took her number. She was number forty two!

Amy

Anne and my father lingered in the doorway, but I told them to wait outside, the room was crowded enough. I couldn't believe how many people were here. I felt like I was going to throw up. My stomach was tying itself in knots as I filled out my résumé.

I had only had a week to learn a song and monologue, and I was terrified that I would forget it on stage. Also it didn't help that we had been stuck in traffic for the past hour! It's not that I wasn't confident. Ok, I wasn't confident. I wished that I could take back the arrogant comment that I had said to Alex.

It seemed like I was waiting forever. I could hear the music as group one was learning the dance potion. I told myself to breath. This wasn't a big deal. I had never really wanted anything like this, right? So what if I don't get in? I'm sure that I can think of another way to get Anne to see the show.

This didn't calm me down. Minutes went by slowly. I looked around me, I wasn't the only nervous kid here. Although most of them seemed to know what they were doing. This was the first time I had ever auditioned for anything. I had no experience, I had never taken a singing, acting, or dance lesson in my life. I had been told that I had a nice voice, but I wasn't like Anne. Anne could sing.

The music had stopped a few minutes ago, and now the dancers were pouring into the room. Ella came over to me. She seemed happy, and I tried to force a smile.

Ella said that she could leave now, but if I wanted her to stay she would. I told her that was nice, but she should probably go. They started to call numbers for the singing and acting portion. They were on number twenty one. This was going to take a while.

Ella decided to stay, but she wasn't any comfort. She tried to distract me from my nerves, but I found her conversation hard to follow. My head was spinning.

"Ella, what was like?" I asked, fully aware of how childish I sounded.

"What?"

"Your audition."

"Oh", she thought for a moment. "It was good. You'll be fine, stop freaking out."

"I know, I know."

"You almost sound like Anne." I did, I guess I was stressing out like she would be. I was glad that she hadn't decided to audition as well.

When it finally was my turn I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to stand. Ella gave a little nudge as I left the room. This was the first time that I had set foot in our schools theater, and it was huge!

Mrs. Elliott told me to do my monologue before my song. I tried to speak loudly, but I was afraid that I was talking to quickly. When I had done it for Anne she had told me to slowdown, but I was having trouble doing so.

After that I gave my sheet music to the pianist. They played the short intro, and I opened my mouth to sing, but I hesitated. What verse was I singing? I realized that it was the second, but I had already started to sing the first. I tried to switch, hoping that no one would notice, but it sounded terrible.

The pianist stopped. I found myself apologizing. Mrs. Elliot told me to start again. I took a deep breath. I sang the right verse this time, and I didn't hold back.

When I was done I stumbled into the room. There would be a five minute break before the dance portion. I wanted to leave. I had blown it.

I didn't want to make Nessa an antagonist. I didn't used to be much of a Nessa fan (I couldn't really get over what she did to Boq), but then I saw Demaree Hill play her much softer than I had imagined the character to be (or than other Nessa that I've seen on Youtube). So that's why I like Nessa.

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