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-Outside the audition room-
"Mimi, I can't do this." I said and walked towards the bathroom with a face that looked as if I was about to throw up. "I'm heading back..."
"Girl, we drove a long way to this studio so you better get that ass under that spotlight and hit some high notes. They'll love you for sure!" Mimi said and dragged me back, dumping me into the door.
"But I'm not prepared at all!"
"Who cares, you don't need to prepare for this. It's real talent those guys are looking for."
"The thing is. I don't have real talent. I don't even have any talent I can fake."
"Get some self confidence will ya? Good luck!" She pushed me in and exclaimed in her loudest voice for a million people in the audition room to hear, then slammed the door shut so I couldn't back out.
I gulped. This place was packed with fans, mostly females, who were squeaing and shouting out the typical I-love-you's as Matt and his other two bandmembers entered the room and made themselves comfortable on their seats. I dashed to the end of a single filed line. A certain redhead approached me. She mustered up her courage and haughtily stood before me chest high.
"Oh, Jun...it's you again." I rolled my eyes and folded my arms neatly in front of my chest.
"Hey missy!" She put on a fake delightful face and got in front of me.
"Uh, you just cut me, there's a line you know."
She shrugged, "Actually, I was here a while ago, I just decided to go over to Matt and flirt with him. My friend Melissa here saved me a spot. Right Mel?" She asked a short purple haired girl. Her so called friend nodded and continued to jump up trying to catch a glance at Matt.
"I can't argue with that... fine then, cut me with you want. I'm looking forward to see you sing."
"Same here. Very flattered you decided to show up. Just be sure to stay out of my way."
I pointed a gun at her with an index finger and stuck out my tongue as soon as she turned around. 'This is going to be interesting. So Jun is here huh? I'm sure she'll put on a great show. Maybe I'll get rid of my nerve when I get a good laugh from her performance.'
The auditions soon started. The first few auditions were amusing to watch, I couldn't control my tears from cracking up so hard. Everything from singing oprahs to even cheerleading stunts were brought up to impress the Teen-Age Wolves. I could tell Matt trying hard to maintain his patience by sipping continuously in his coffee cup. First up, a girl sung Christina Aquilera's Dirty. She was dressed like a stripper and had on a diamond nose ring just like Christina. Once the CD track came on, I finally found a different between her and the real star.
Uh-let me loose
Oooh, I'm overdue, gimme, some room, comin' through
Paid my dues, I'm in the mood, me and my girls come to shake the room
DJ spinning, show your hands
Let's get girty, that's my jam
I need that, uh, to get me off, sweatin' till my clothes come off
It's explosive, speakers are thumpin'
Still jumpin' six in the morning
Table dancing', glasses are crashin'
No question time for some action.
"Stop!" The man sitting next to Matt yelled and the singer backed up a little by the scare.
"Was it that bad?" She asked in the tiniest whisper.
"Bad?!" The drummer of Teen-Age Wolves chuckled, "Sorry to break it to you...urgh... young lady, but your voice was stinging my ears."
The girl broke into cries but struggled to sob back her tears as she stormed out of the room.
Matt inched closer to the drummer and shouted in his ears. "Be nice. That poor girl has feelings just like you, at least try to act a little more respectful."
He shook his head, "I'm just speaking the truth. If they don't like it, tough nookie. They have to hear this."
Matt sighed and shifted back to his seat.
One by one, the line got shorter, none of the bandmembers showed interest yet. I began to get butterflies in my stomach as I watched Jun stepping to the center of attention.
"Good luck Jun!" I said.
She flipped her eyes at me. "I don't need luck, you might want to worry about yourself, Red."
'You're a redhead too...' I wanted to scream at her face.
I gasped as I heard her opening lyrics to the song. It made me want to punch a whole in her eyes again. Why? She stole my song!
On a Monday I am waiting
Tuesday I am fading
And by Wednesday I can't sleep
Then my the phone rings,
I hear you
and the darkness is a clear view
I see you've come to rescue me...
Fall, with you I fall so fast
I can hardly catch my breath
I hope it lasts
Ohh..
Seems like I can finally
Rest my head on something real
I like the way that feels
Ohh..
That asshole... as she finished, she threw a wink directly to Matt, who replied with a nervous smirk and discussed with his bandmates.
(A/N: switch of pov here.)
"Well, what do you think Matt?"
"I say forget it!"
"Why? That Jun Motomiya is pretty talented, she has a nice voice."
"No!"
"Is there anything wrong with her?"
"Yes, it's not her voice, though. I don't care if she's the best singer in the world, I just can't stand her."
"Eh, I see. Wait.... why?"
"Because she follows me everywhere."
"C'mon, she can't be that bad.."
"She stalked me outside my window when I was taking a shower!"
"Ah, I see. Next!"
Jun dropped her mouth and protested, "Are...are you sure? I can sing a different song if you want."
"Sorry Jun."
"Please think it over. I really tried my best."
"It's not good enough."
"But I--"
"Security please!"
Jun jerked her arms away when two guards reached out to grab her. "Okay okay! I'm leaving!"
"Next!"
It was my turn, but somehow I could not lift up my legs to move, they were as stiff as they could ever be from the nerves.
"Hi Sora." What that my name just being called? Well duh!
"Huh?" I searched for the source and met a pair of ocean blue eyes intensely glancing back at me.
"Aren't you going to sing something for us?"
"Uh, yes. I mean NO! No, I mean of course. I mean, sorry I can't!"
His face turned into a lopsided grin, "Why not?"
"Jun stole my song." I complained like it was a big deal.
"That doesn't matter. It's how much feelings you put into the lyrics that makes the difference. Go ahead, we'll see if you do a better job than her." I could tell Yamato was a nice and sweet guy. Sing it with emotion.... I cleared my voice. It came out emotionally alright.. my struggle became clear, a bit too clear. Somehow I sounded like I was chew down a cookie.
On a M--mo--monday I am waiting
Tuesday I am fading
And by Wednesday I can't s--sleep
Then my the phone rings,
I hear you
and the darkness is a clear view
I see you've come to rescue me...
Fall, with you I fall so fast
I can hardly catch my breath
I hope it lasts
Ohh..ohh...ooh
Oh....
'Perfect, I forgot the words!'
Ohhh......... shit
"I can't do this. I am sorry for wasting your time, I have to go now." My cheeks were burning in embarassment. I was even worse than Jun, no, I can't even compare myself to her. Without another word I forced my limbs to start walk to the door. Every pairs of eyes were on me, watching me silently as I took a walk of shame.
"Wait!"Yamato flew up from his seat and hurried over to catch up in a matter of steps. He plants a strong grip on my wrist and lead me to the corner of the room privately.
"You did your best." He said after we were both shielded behind a curtain.
"That's all you have to say?"
"There's no reason for you be embarassed for this, everyone make mistakes. Just put it behind okay?" He put on an effort to comfort me.
I shrugged.
"So I'll see you tomorrow in school?" He asked rather briefly.
"Yea. See you in school then."
Yamato smiled and turned back to his seated, winking at me slightly. What a great guy, it just made me want to have him more.
I headed for the door and went back to tell Mimi the bad news. My friend who was dressed in all pink put on her gleeful smile when she saw me coming out.
"So? How did it go? What did they say? Did they accept you? Are you in? Tell me your in... because you have to be in. If you're not, then those guys are a bunch of morons for not---"
"Mimi!"
"Yes?" She finally zipped her mouth and listened.
"They didn't say anything, Mimi. I couldn't even finish, I forgot the words."
Mimi frowned and still gave me a hug. "Awe, that's too bad." She frowned, "As I was saying, those so-called rockstars are a bunch of morons for not accepting a perfect girl like you. Forget about it, it'll pass."
"How can I forget it all this? By tomorrow my name will be the center of every gossip in school!"
"You know what you need right now?" Mimi asked.
"What?" I said ignorantly.
"A sleepover at my house. We'll have so much fun, we can do each other's nails and I'll invite Koushiro and Tai over so if we get bored, we'll paint their nails blue. Don't you just love teasing boys? Alright, that's set. Let's go Sor."
I was completely speechless, "Um...." She was already clinging to my arm ready to drag me back to her car. "Spenting a whole and at your house painting nails? Oh that sounds like fun alright.." I exclaimed but thinking the total opposite of fun. Mimi however, has a slow mind and didn't pay any attention to the sacarsticism in my voice.
"I thought you'd like the idea." She giggled. The next thing I knew, I was sitted in a red minivan and on my way to Mimi's house. Can my day get any worse?
Don't own the sings because I'm not Christina Aguilera nor Ashlee Simpson. I was going to say it sucks but I'll let you judge it by reviewing. SO REVIEW!