A/N: Sorry about the last chapter. I HAD TO LET IT HAPPEN, but it will not change. This story is like, taking a mind of its own or something. Therefore, another monster chapter. :o Anyway, ENJOY!
Mike Chang could't stop thinking about how much Tina's version of "Tonight" had improved since last year. Her performance was stunning, and kept the youth of the song at a perfect level. Now, if only his audition could be as perfect as hers.
"Hi, I'm Mike Chang, and I'll be auditioning for an ensemble role. I'll sing 'Bianca' from Kiss Me, Kate in F. Starting from the first 'To win you', please." A joyful piano melody was played.
"To win you, Bianca,
There's nothing I would not do.
I would swim from here to far Casa Blanca
Casa Blanca, Bianca, for you."
Although Mike's performance was pitch-perfect to a certain extent, he still lacked some originality in his style, making the song come out, but almost like a robot. Perfect for a choir, but a lead role? Not so much.
"Thank you, Mike. Call the next person in as you leave, please." Mike smiled and left, calling Sunshine Corazon in.
"What up, Sunshine?" He asked his Asian buddy.
"Not much," she replied, removing her earphones, "just seeing if I'm going to make it as the mistress. Ever since I saw Tony Vincent singing 'And the Money Kept Rolling In', I've been in love with this show!" she cheered.
"Cool." Said Mike, the exact opposite of what he was thinking. He silently prayed that Brad would hit one of his piano keys too hard and roll onto the Filipina's head. Not that he hated her, but if Tina didn't get one of her dream roles…
"The name's Noah Puckerman. I'll be auditioning for the guy who has too many one-night stands." Puck said, confidently, guitar in hand.
"Magaldi?"
"Yeah, that's the one. Can I just sing you the shortened version of the song he sings. You know, the one at the second concert."
"If you're willing to provide the accompaniment, sure." Brad answered. Puck positioned his guitar.
"On this night of a thousand stars,
Let me take you to heaven's door,
Where the music of love's guitar
Plays forever more!"
Puck decided to steal the third-person narrator's computer for a bit, so this is what he had to say:
Okay, aside from thinking I'm irresistibly hot and that we should totally hook up after this story's over, you must be wondering what the hell I'm doing. Truth is, I don't really know. But my mom's all concerned about me not being enough of a Jew lately, and I actually agree with that. I mean, last weekend, I ate bacon AND ham on my pizza. Scary, right? Anyway, my mom's a big fan of Barbra Streisand. Seriously, we watch Evita every Sunday morning and she makes us throw popcorn at the TV whenever Madonna comes on. So she heard that the glee club was pretty much doing it, and she was all "Sign up Noah! Try to get the lead! Make sure Eva is Jewish!" Guess after this and my little sister's audition I'll have to ask Brad to cast Berry.
Puck handed the narrator the laptop back. The narrator said thank you. ON WE GO.
Jesse St. James was the next contestant for a role in the Lloyd-Webber rock opera. "Hey. I'm Jesse St. James, as you know, and I'll do… hmm…" he thought for a moment. "Don't Stop Me Now, by Queen in F. After the accelerando, please." He smiled.
"I'm a shooting star, leaping through the skies,
Like a tiger, defying the laws of gravity!
I'm a racing car, passing by like Lady Godiva,
I'm gonna go, go, go, there's no stopping me!"
Although initially you wouldn't expect anything excited to be done with that verse, Jesse managed to impress Brad by bringing the second line up an octave and switching some notes around. It shouldn't have worked - but it did.
"Cast me as whoever you want." He added. "I appreciate your time. And yes, I'll get the next person." He casually walked out the door to find Puck and Brittany with their sisters. "Noah, Brittany, take your siblings into the auditorium. I'm sure Brad will understand."
"Thanks St. James." Puck sarcastically rolled his eyes. "Hey, and watch it. You go anywhere near Berry, it'll be more than just your car tires that'll be slashed."He added dryly.
"Noey," the little blue-eyed brunette beside Puck whined, tugging his arm. "let's hurry! I want to go to my play date with Crystal soon!" She said, hugging the six-year-old mini-Brit beside her.
"It's not my fault mom wants you to do this, Heather. Go in, and sing with Crystal and come out when you're done. Remember to say thank you."
"Yes Noah." She replied, taking Crystal's hand and skipping into the auditorium.
"We never said our love was evergreen,
Or as unchanging as the sea,
But if you can still remember
Stop and think of me."
Sunshine and her mom had been in love with Andrew Lloyd Webber's musicals ever since they attended a concert in Beijing during their trip to China. Therefore, for a soprano role, her choice of "Think of Me" from The Phantom of The Opera was inevitable. However, being a strong, belting mezzo didn't favor her here. She wasn't much of a soprano, and she unfortunately demonstrated while practically whispering her high notes. Luckily, they were still audible to everyone in the auditorium.
"Thanks Sunshine, I'll take your voice into consideration. Call the next person in on your way out. Next?"
Crystal Pierce and Heather Puckerman stepped on to the stage, hand in hand. "I'm Crystal Pierce, and this is my best friend Heather Puckerman. We'll be singing I'd like to teach the world to sing!" She giggled. Brad gave them a cue note of E and they started immediatley.
"I'd like to teach the world to sing
In perfect harmony,
I'd like to hold it in my arms
And keep it company.
That's the song I hear,
Let the world sing today,
The song of bees that echoes on
And never goes away!"
"You two are really talented." Was all Brad could say for a minute. They were almost pitch perfect, which was amazing for first graders singing a cappella. They weren't singing in perfect harmony like the song stated, but there was no harmony, making it irrelevant. Both girls sang the melody clearly, enunciated, and looked cute while doing it. Amazing, was all Brad could think of at the moment. "You two go get the next five people and have a good day, will you?"
"Yes sir!" They both replied with an army salute, and marched out the door.
Kurt, Mercedes, Matt and two more children came in. Artie also came in through the stage door, wheeling himself into the spotlight. Do those kids not know how to count? Brad thought. "Well since you're already onstage Artie, why don't you start? Oh, and someone pass Artie the sign up sheet after-"
"It's okay!" A brunette with brown eyes interrupted. She looked as she was around 13. "He's my brother, I'll fill it out for him!"
"Thanks, sis." Artie called out, waving. "Oh, Brad, I'll be singing 'Dream A Little Dream of Me' in G. And I'm fine with being a descomisado."
"Stars shining bright above you,
Night breezes seem to whisper 'I love you'.
Birds singin' in the sycamore trees
Dream a little dream of me."
It sounded just like he had sung it that time in glee when Tina and Mike were dancing. However, Brad had a feeling Artie didn't know descomisado loosely translate to "a shirtless person".
"Thank you, Artie. Watch your chair on the way out."
Artie's sister stepped onstage. "Hi, I'm Christina Abrams, and I'll sing Think Of Me in E."
"We never said our love was evergreen,
Or as unchanging as the sea,
But if you can still remember
Stop and think of me."
The young theater geek had surprised Brad, he favored this rendition over Sunshine's. Brad was a fan of belting, and this girl had more power in her high notes than Sunshine could only dream of having. Although she looked only thirteen, she was almost pitch-perfect, and childish sounding. Not quite ready to be the Mistress, but ready to lead the children's choir. "Thank you, Christina. You may exit the auditorium now." And with that, Christina was gone.
Next up was a young Asian, who also looked around thirteen with her hair done up in long, pigtails and glasses on the bridge of her nose. "I'm Zoey Chang, and I'm going to sing 'Santa Evita' once so I can get into the ensemble." She waited for Brad to start.
"Please, gentle Eva,
Will you bless a little child?
For I love you, tell heaven I'm doing my best,
I'm praying for you even though you're already blessed."
"The end." Zoey announced.
"Thank you. I'll definitely consider you. Next?"
"Hello Brad. I, Kurt, hope you will give me an ensemble role, and I'll sing Mr. Cellophane for you. You know the key."
"Cellophane, Mister cellophane
Should have been my name
Mister cellophane
'Cause you can look right through me,
Walk right by me,
And never know I'm there!"
And with that, Kurt walked right offstage. Mercedes was the final one in the room to audition.
"Brad, I'm just looking for an ensemble role, and I'll sing a re-vamped version of Don't Cry For Me Argentina." Brad reached for the piano. "You might not want to do that." She suggested.
"Don't cry for me Argentina,
The truth is I never left you,
All through my wild days, my mad existence,
I kept my promise - don't keep your distance."
The powerful voice of Mercedes Jones not only gave shivers to Brad, but included lots of unnecessary vocal riffs, making him happy he didn't accompany her. "So? What'd you think Brad?"
"That was… mind-blowing. I'll give you an ensemble part Mercedes, just don't do that when we try to sound like a heavenly Latin choir." Brad said with a smile on his face.
"Well thanks!" She replied, and walked off.
Brad gathered his endless supply of sheet music and headed straight out the door. Although most of the auditions were good, he still had better things to do, most of the time.
"I'M FREE!" The blond man shouted, twirling around in the hall! "No more auditions today, I've sat through all of them hooray!" He sang. Then he heard a voice.
"Shit." It whispered from another hall. Brad heard footsteps approaching him faster by the millisecond from behind him. "WAIT FOR ME!"
A/N: FINALLY. The last of the damn auditions… or is it? Don't worry; these won't go on much longer. I've had enough of these anyway. Let's get into REHERSALS! And the cast list. Then the actual performances. Who will get the leads? Will there be tears, and heavy drugs? (*Ahem*) I mean and group hugs? Whose heart will be broken, and who will fill the position of soul mate for the lonely? FIND OUT NEXT CHAPTER, AKA TOMORROW!
Evita
Directed by Brad Kassebaum
Cast List
Eva Peron – Rachel Berry and Quinn Fabray
Juan Peron –
Che Guevara – Jesse St. James
Agustin Magaldi – Noah Puckerman
Peron's Mistress – Tina Cohen-Chang
Understudies
Sunshine Corazon (Peron's Mistress), Finn Hudson (Juan Peron), Brittany S. Pierce (Eva Peron), Noah Puckerman (Che Guevara), and Matt Rutherford (Agustin Magaldi)
The Company (People of Argentina)
Group A - Artie Abrams, Christina Abrams, Tina Cohen-Chang, Sunshine Corazon, Finn Hudson, Kurt Hummel, Mercedes Jones, and Santana Lopez
Group B - Mike Chang, Zoey Chang, Quinn Fabray, Brittany Pierce, Crystal Pierce, Noah Puckerman, Heather Puckerman, and Matt Rutherford
Swings
Mike Chang, Tina Cohen-Chang, Santana Lopez and Matt Rutherford
Practice Schedule
Sundays Mondays Tuesdays Wednesdays Thurdays Saturdays
Full Cast Rehersal Eva, Che, Magaldi Ensemble A Ensemble B Understudies Magaldi, Mistress, Swings
2-5pm 4-7pm 4-7pm 4-7pm 3-5pm 3-5pm