Disclaimer: Nothing Rent is mine.
AN: You may recognize some of these drag queens from other movies. hint hint
The Audition Part 1
The day of the audition Joanne drove Maureen, Mimi, Collins, and Angel to it.
"Pookie! You should stay and watch us audition!" Maureen whined.
"You know I would, but I have a really, REALLY big case to handle today." Joanne said. Maureen pouted.
"Will you at least wish us luck?" she asked.
"Good luck guys," Joanne said. She kissed Maureen goodbye then said, "Now you guys don't want to be late, get going." They all, with the exception of Joanne, climbed out of the van thanking Joanne as they left.
"You're welcome." Joanne said, waving goodbye to them as she drove off. The others waved back.
They began walking towards the building. When they got there, Collins, being the only admitted man in the group, held the door open for the rest of them.
"Oh my god! There's so many of them." Angel mused. The room was crowded to the point where there was barely any room left to stand, and that was saying a lot because it was a pretty big room. That wasn't what surprised Angel, though. The fact that over 70 of the people in the room were drag queens was what surprised her. Who knew, New York of all places, that there would be so many drag queens in one place?
"People or drag queens?" Mimi asked.
"Both." Maureen and Collins said.
"You all have SUCH a bigger chance of getting a part than I do." Angel said.
"No, you're chance is just as good as ours, maybe even better." Mimi assured her. "You look three times better than half the drag queens in here. . .you'll do fine!" A few seconds later. "Though. . .that one in particular might be some competition." She said her eyes shifting to something behind Angel. Angel playfully hit her before turning around and seeing what she was looking at. Angel's jaw dropped at what she saw. She herself had to admit the drag queen was gorgeous. Easily could pass for a woman, no doubt. Flawless makeup job, and the shoulder length, curly black hair was obviously all-natural. No wigs for that one. And she was tall, her heels were only three inches tall, she wore balck fishnets, a blue half-shirt, and light blue denim short shorts. She was pretty in a slutty way, but pretty nonetheless. Maureen and Collins were looking too, both with wide eyes.
"Wow." Maureen said. "That one actually makes me wonder what gender it is."
"I'd be so embarressed if that were a real woman." Collins said.
"Why?" Angel asked.
"Because," Collins answered. "She's coming this way."