As I sat in a plastic chair outside the auditorium, waiting for my name to be called, I couldn't help but feel a little nervous. I had done this so many times before that it had almost become second nature, but it was still nerve wracking somtimes. I smiled at the thought that Spot was waiting in the car outside. He always took me out to ice cream after my auditions.
"Race Kelly?" A woman opened a door to the auditorium and said. I stood up, nodding my head, and she smiled. She gestured for me to follow her into the auditorium. I wiped my sweaty palms off on my pants and followed her in. As we entered, I she walked down to sit at a table set up in the house, and I walked onto the stage.
"Hello. My name is Race Kelly, and I will be auditioning for the roll of Jack." I introduced once I got to center stage. I looked around at the theater I was in. It was old-timey and beautiful. I was surprised I hadn't done a show in this theater before. I had done shows in most of the theaters in the county.
"Ok. We're going to have you sing first." One of the directors said, and I nodded. As the first notes started to play, I felt a sort of calm wash over me. I always did when I was singing.
"There are giants in the sky." I started. "There are big tall terrible giants in the sky."
As I continued through the song, I felt myself falling into the character. Jack and the beanstalk was one of my favortive fairy tales as a kid, so it was nice to get to turn that into somthing now.
"There are big, tall, terrible, awesome, scary, wonderful giants... in the sky!" I finished with the music, and took a deep breath. That was a hard song, and I was glad that it was over.
"Now the monologue, please." Another director called from the house, although I couldn't see any of them. Damn stage lights were too bright. I guess that was a good thing, though. The auditions where your standing right in front of the directors were even more nerve wracking. You could see every song expression on their face, everything they write down in their notes. It was better this way.
"Ok." I replied, taking a deep breath, then jumping right in.
Good fortune! Good fortune, sir!" I recited, trying to sound as lively as possible. "Look what I have! Here's five gold pieces. Where is Milky-White?" I pondered, starting to sound skeptical. "You said I might buy her back. Are you saying that you wish more money? Keep this. I will go fetch more. Oh, Providence! My Milky-White." I continued, sounding excited. "You see. I promised you more than the five gold pieces I gave you sir. Now I'm taking my cow. You took the five gold pieces! You said I could have my cow!"
As I finished, I swear I heard the word 'cow' projecting out around the room.
"Thank you, Mr. Kelly. We will call you tomorrow if we want you to come back for a callback." Someone said from the house. I nodded, then walked off the stage and out the door I came in, then towards the exit. When I got back outside, I finally let out the breath I didn't know I was holding.
I walked across the parking lot to Spot's car, and he smiled as I got in.
"How did it go?" He asked.
"Well, I don't want to jinx it, but..." I started. "I think it went great!"
"Oh, good job, babe!" Spot said, engulfing me in an awkward hug over the console of the car. We gave up and pulled away, and he pulled me in for a kiss instead.
As the kiss got more rough and passionate, Spots hands roamed to the hem of my shirt and tried to left it up over my head. I pushed him away, and Spot pouted.
"Not here." I explained.
"Why not? It's not like anyone's gonna see us. There's no one here!" Spot complained.
"If I get a part in this show, I'm gonna here here every day for weeks. I don't want these people's first impression of me to be the boy who was doing it in the parking lot after his audition." I explained.
"Fine." He said, putting his seatbelt on, and I did the same. He turned the car on, smirking, then put his hand on my upper thigh, which wasn't helping my current predicament. As Spot drove, his hand inched up higher and higher on my leg until his hand wasn't on my leg anymore.
When we finally pulled into a parking lot, Spot pulled into an empty parking space near the back of the lot. It was a park trail lot, I realized. The lot was surrounded by trees.
Spot put the car in park and turned it off, then turned to me and smirked. I copied the motion, then climbed into the back seat of the car and lifted my shirt over my head. Spot followed me back and did the same. As soon as his shirt was off, he wrapped his arms around my neck and pulled me into a rough, deep kiss. His hands explored my exposed abdomen, like they had so many times before. I ran my right hand through his hair and put my left on his hip, pulling him closer to me.
Spot deepened the kiss, pushing me down so I was laying down on the seat. I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling his hips down towards mine. Spot began to move his lips down my neck and towards my chest.
Suddenly, we heard a knock on the window. Spot and I broke the kiss, sitting up to see Katherine and Crutchie at the window.
