The Audition
All right...so no music and... and... thats it, no big deal right? "Just march right on in their... it will all be fine." Roxie murmered to herself. She swung the doors open and made her entrance. Pleasantly winking at the correct 'judges.' She steped up onto the stage and annonced, "Hello, I am Roxie Hart. I will be singin' All That Jazz..." the pianist held out his hand for the music, "on accapella." The piano man withdrew his hand and got comfortable in his seat with his hat resting on his face.
Roxie began singing slow and wabbaly at first but after a while she sang with full force and right on pitch. She was really getting into it when she noticed that the 'judges' had stopped paying attention a mere 20 seconds into the song. She wasn't sure whether to continue or await the harsh verdict. The audiance...shit not audiance... jury...damn it not jury...ummmm...'judges' yelled out up onto the stage that she need not continue. She hung her head and politly thanked the 'judges' as she walked down the steps off the stage.
"Where are youse going off ta?" one of the men yelled to her.
"I got rejected didn't I?" she yelled back.
"No, wes need a inocent lil girlie to sing, it'll get mooch more people." Roxie wasn't sure weather to be happy or mad at being called 'lil girlie.' She choose happy (at least for now.)
"Oh, thanks. I'll be here tonight then?" She asked shocked at how smoothly the words were coming out of her mouth.
"Course doll face." The man yelled back. She walked out the door and onto the cobblestone street. Her heels clicked against the pavement all the way home, providing the beat for I Feel Pretty, which she sang as she walked. I guess it does pay to sleep with the right guy she thought as she walked into some woman that was crying.
"I am soo sorry," she said to the woman and helped her with her papers. I didn't realize... and then I just...well I am really truly... Velma! Is that you!" She practically screamed! She gave her a big hug and asked why she was crying. Velma explained that she had just got rejected for the 16th time this month.
"It's not as easy as it used to be kid, they say I am yestadays news. Well I say damn them!" She reached into her pocket and pulled out a cigarette and a lighter. She light the cigarette and kept talking as she walked. "Anyway, I just wanna be up on the stage again and I dont really care as ta what I'm doing up there." (she laughed to herself hearing how dirty that sounded)
"Hold up!" she yelled to Roxie, she was looking at a poster with a ballerina on it. She rose up onto her toes and put her hand in a fifth postion over her head. "Roxie!" she yelled, "I am gonna be a dancer!"