Here is the second chapter, I hope you like it. Tell me what you think in the reviews below

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*Recap*

"We're here." Kiyoshi announced. She could tell he was nervous but was trying to hide it. Misaki attempted to swallow the large lump in her throat.

"You ready?" He asked.

"As ready as I can be. You?" He nodded unconvincingly. And with that, they both entered the large doors.

*Recap end*

Chapter 2: The advert

The inside was simple, surprisingly. There was a big stage opposite the doors and in front of it was a panel with 4 people, the director of the advert, the costume designer and 2 other people Misaki didn't recognise.

They walked over to the sign in desk. 2 menacing ladies glared at them as if they were some vermin. Misaki restrained herself from glaring right back. She couldn't ruin her chances of winning.

"Adashi Kiyoshi."

"Number 52." One of the ladies said, glaring at Kiyoshi and handing him a tag.

"Ayuzawa Misaki."

"Number 53." The other lady said, handing her the tag. Misaki and Kiyoshi stood there for a little while.

"Move." The 2 ladies said in unison. Misaki and Kiyoshi scampered off to the waiting area.

"Is there a script or something?" Misaki asked as they sat down next to each other.

"No. They said to go with the flow."

"You mean improvise?" Misaki asked horrified.

"Yes."

"I don't know how to improvise." Misaki said, starting to panic.

"Don't worry. Neither do I." Kiyoshi said turning to face her.

"B-But-"

"No buts. You'll be fine."

"Yeah…" Misaki looked at her intertwined hands. There was no use wasting her energy. She stared at her hands until Kiyoshi was called up.

"Good Luck." She managed to say. He nodded nervously before walking off to the stage. The other auditionees weren't allowed to see the auditions so Misaki had no idea what was happening.

After about 15 minutes, her name was called. She took a deep breath and got up from her seat. Walking over to the door dividing the auditionees and the stage, Misaki attempted to calm her racing heart.

"Ayuzawa Misaki." Her name rang in her ears. That was the second time it was called.

'Come on Misaki. You are stronger than this. You've faced much worse.' It was true, Misaki had faced much worse. The number of times her mother had ended up in hospital sick was uncountable. She was always overworking, day and night. The bags under her eyes were prominent even though she tried to hide them. During those times, Misaki had to work extra shifts and pull all nighters to make up for her mother's hospital bills. Misaki wanted to be there for her sister and her mother. She couldn't fail.

Straightening her posture and raising her chin, Misaki open the door dividing her and her money. She confidently strode over to the stage and up the steps. When she reached the large white X where she was meant to stand, the director spoke.

"Hello Misaki. I am James. I will be the director for the Water For You add."

James looked old. He had black hair mixed with white strands. A small stubble graced his face and he had a few wrinkles. His eyes were as black as the night and he was staring at Misaki with all his might. Or so it seemed to Misaki.

"Hello." Misaki replied confidently, keeping her posture straight and attempting to hide her anxiousness.

"Ok then. Misaki, you will have to improvise today. It's nothing hard. I will be saying lines and you will be responding." Misaki nodded.

"Great. Remember, we are portraying Water For You as nourishing and healthy water." Misaki nodded once more, she didn't trust her voice anymore.

The bright lights focused on her and she tried her best not to wince from the sudden burst of light.

"Ok then, let's begin shall we? Also, remember you have 2 minutes before your time is up." Misaki's nodded. Her palms started sweating and her throat constricted. Her breathing became ragged and she found it difficult to take proper breaths.

"I am not feeling so well." The director began and stopped, indicating Misaki to respond.

Misaki racked her brain for something, anything to say. Nothing came up. The 4 judges watched her expectantly. She stared back blankly at them as though the answer would appear on their faces.

'Breath Misa, breath. Remember who you're doing this for.' Miskai told herself.

Finding a confidence she didn't know she had, Misaki relaxed and smiled.

"What do you mean feeling bad?" She asked, feigning worry and confusion. She scrunched up her eyebrows a bit and cocked her head to make it more convincing. Misaki looked expectantly at the judges.

"I've got a stomach ache." Was the reply.

Misaki knew her time was running out. An idea popped into her head. She looked around discreetly for a bottle of water but there were none, except… for the ones with the judges. She debated whether going there and picking up their bottle was a good idea.

'To hell with it.' And with that, she strode down the stage.

The judges didn't even try to hide their confused expressions as Misaki briskly walked over to the director. She smiled again, picking up the bottle of water.

"Then try Water For You. It is the best solution for any problem. Water For You, get it now!"

The judges face showed pure surprise and amusement.

"That's it. Thank you Misaki. We will get back to you soon. You may leave." The director replied regaining his composure.

Misaki POV

I walked out of there as fast as I could without looking weird. But that failed. Everyone was giving me curious looks and were smirking at me. That was a quick audition. Does that mean I didn't perform properly? I still had 30 seconds to go.

As I reached the door, I yanked it open and started to run out but instead I bumped into something hard and well toned. I stumbled back and fell on my butt whereas the thing I bumped into barely moved. I looked up and faced what I bumped into.

And I was not expecting what I saw.

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A new chapter will be up soon.

~sweetcandy97