Fate Is In Our Hands (Magcon Fanfic)

15. Three C's of happiness

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There was only about four people left which is Deven, two others, and I. Christine already left 15 minutes ago while the rest watched her on the tv in the waiting room. She did an outstanding job on her performance.

"B13." I snapped out of my thoughts of the machine clearly speaking of my number.

"Good luck Crawford, your going to need it" Deven said with a smirk.

Taking a deep breath I stood up and walked to the door.

"Deven?"

"Hm?"

"Arabella wouldn't want you to be like this"I croak at the name and left the room.

For all these years I waited for this to come and I won't let someone bring me down. Not even Deven. This is also the first time I sing a song without my guitar. It was like my charm for good luck and without it I don't have as much courage as I had before.Too bad my friends and Cameron can't come and support me,but if I make this then I could be on tv!I kinda felt good too because a producer came in and gave us a pep talk saying we should just relax and have a good time.

I walked into a room with a women behind a desk welcoming me with a smile.She had black hair in a bun and thick black rimmed glasses.

"Hello!" She beamed "Come and stand behind the black line please."

I did what was told and stood patiently. My palms were becoming sweaty and my throat became dry.

"What's your name dear?" She looked up and had a pen in her hand.

"Um- Heather Crawford"I spoke shakily before the woman return scribbling onto the paper.

"Age?"

"Seventeen" I pulled my hand behind my back and bit my lip.

"Hometown?"

"Freriver"I spoke quietly.

She looked up at me and put her pen down.

"Don't fret too much,okay? This is just auditions. Just pretend you are at home or singing to someone you know." She gave me a smile and I nod in return."Okay now, what song?"

"Oh! um." I totally forgot a song to choose. Think think think! I squeezed my eyes shut to think of a song choice.

"Ma'am-"

"Titanium by David Guetta"
I blurted out.The woman nodded her head and played the song.

Titanium (All credits to David Guetta)

You shout it out,
But I can't hear a word you say
I'm talking loud, not saying much
I'm criticized but all your bullets ricochet
You shoot me down, but I get up

I'm bulletproof, nothing to lose
Fire away, fire away
Ricochet, you take your aim
Fire away, fire away
You shoot me down but I won't fall
I am titanium
You shoot me down but I won't fall

Stone-heart, machine gun
Firing at the ones who run
Stone heart loves bulletproof glass

You shoot me down but I won't fall
I am titanium
You shoot me down but I won't fall
I am titanium
You shoot me down but I won't fall
I am titanium
You shoot me down but I won't fall
I am titanium
I am titanium

I closed my eyes and steady my breathing.I hope I did good though.Once my breathing became steady I opened my eyes to see the woman scribbling on the paper.

"Good job, now what you need to do is exit the door right there we will call you back in just a couple minutes"
She pointed the direction to where the door is. I obeyed her orders and left the room to see everyone else chatting with others until they see me.