Early morning, I wake up in my apartment with my best friend Drea. We're both 19, having gradated together and have been by each others sides for the past 5 years. She's been there for a lot of my ups and downs and has listened to all of my heartache and pain. I don't know where I'd be without her. And apparently she'll take me to places I'd never thought I'd go to.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~I groan as I hear my phone ring, and feel Drea shaking my shoulders. "If you don't wake the fuck up I swear to everything I'll sell your motorcycle"
"You touch my baby, you die" I say as I spring awake. I grab my phone and answer it as I start getting dressed.
"Hello, is this Miss Alexa Robinson?"
I raise an eyebrow, confused. "Yes, this is she? I'm sorry who is this?"
"Hi Miss Alexa, this is Ryan Murphey and I have Brad Falchuck and Tim Minear with me. We're with 20th television, and we just finished watching some of your audition tapes and well..." "We wanna offer you the part. If possible we'd love for you to-" Brad starts to day before I cut him off.
"Wait, I'm so sorry to interrupt but what audition tapes? I never sent anything in to anyone?" I look over at Drea with a confused expression as she looks everywhere but me.
"Are you sure? We have an email from someone claiming to be your manager. A 'Miss Andrea Ward' with the email pdrea333@gmail.com?" Tim said.
"Oh she did, did she?" I say as I stare at Drea with a 'Really? Are you kidding me right now?' look. "I'm sorry for her wasting your time, I know you probably get audition tapes from people with actual talent and are actively looking for work-" I start to apologize before I'm cut off.
"No no we're not calling to reprimand you. We're offering you the role. The videos she sent were amazing and you have serious talent for someone who isn't actively in this type of business." Ryan said enthusiastically.
"Wait, really? You-you're actually offering me a part? In a show? And this isn't a prank?" Drea starts hitting my arm as I look at her with a shocked look.
They chuckle, "Yes Miss Alexa, we're offering you the part. What do you say?"
"Yes, I would love the part thank you so much!" I say excitedly as Drea and I slap at each other.
"Thats amazing, we'll email your manager the plane tickets and you'll be leaving first thing in the morning, about 8am your time. Pack everything you would want for the next 8-10 months, plus another 2 months for the interviews and promotional material. I understand you have some jobs and responsibilities, your manager gave us their contact information so we'll let them know immediately of the situation so they won't think you're just trying to get time off. We look forward to seeing you tomorrow Miss Alexa."
"Thank you so much, we will see you guys tomorrow!" I hang up the phone, Drea and I start jumping around and screaming. Just as quickly as we started, I stop her. "Wait he said 8am tomorrow. Drea I barely have clothes...you know what this means?"
"OH. MY. GOD. SHOPPING!!!" She yells as she rushes to get dressed. I laugh and get into a black tube top and black techwear pants before putting on my leather jacket and combat boots. Drea comes out and I hand her a helmet and we drive to Old Navy to get a bunch of clothes for the next year. When we're checking out, it dawns on me that I don't know what role I'm doing. "Drea what role did I unknowingly audition for?" I say as I hand the worker my card.
"Oh right hehe....uhm your characters name is Astraea Carpenter. You used to be a singer who never showed her face but was really famous. You're like in-universe Sabrina Carpenter"
"Oh that's so sick, I love that. She's so pookie" I say as I grab the bags and take them to the bike to put in the side bags.
"Yea and uhm well you're a firefighter, that's why they want you in extra early so you can get the training down before filming starts"
"Yea that's fair. Wait what show is this for? There's like a gazillions firefighter shows. Aw don't let it be Chicago Fire, I still haven't caught up on it, I'll be screwed" I say as I put the bags away.
"Well uhm...no its not Chicago Fire. it might be 9-1-1" She says quickly.
I blink a couple times. "I must be deaf from all the metal concerts and no protective ear pieces because I swear you just said 9-1-1. Which is my favorite show ever and the one I'm currently obsessed with and have written fanfics for and have seen every single possible media related to it and know it inside and out Drea. The same show that I've forced you to watch God knows how many times, and have sobbed over because I love the show way too much? That 9-1-1?"
"Maybe?" She says.
"mhm....that's it I'm not going. Call them and tell 'em I can't go anymore." I say as I get on the bike.
"What no! Lex you deserve this opportunity, this is great and the pay is insane! This could not only pay for schooling but it would seriously kill your parents debt!"
"Drea I'm not an actress and I'm certainly not a firefighter. I'm one sneeze away from being paralyzed, remember? Three slipped disks? I'd probably die day one"
Drea crosses her arms. "I'm not getting on that bike unless you agree to get on that plane and do what was destined for you. God obviously has a plan for this if He had this happen! If this wasn't meant for you, God wouldn't waste your time on this. You've always prayed for a sign from Him, maybe this is it?"
Silently, I watch her to see if she has any sign of giving up, only to realize she wouldn't. Sighing, I concede. "I hate when you bring God into arguments, you know I fold when it comes to Him and His signs. Fine, I'll go. Now will you put your helmet on and get on the bike already. For Arizona, it's cold as shit and I'm not made for this"
She laughs and puts her helmet on. "Yea yea I'm comin" She gets on and we ride home, packing our suitcases and calling our respective jobs and explaining the email for them. As we get ready to sleep, for once, she pulls me aside, grabbing my shoulder so I look at her. "You can do this, i sent it in because I knew you were capable of it and them calling back shows that they believe in you just as much as I do. Now it's time for you to believe in yourself."
Staring at her, I nod a little and hug her. "thank you for always believing in me"
"Its what we do, we're always gonna be there for each other. Like Buck and Eddie" She teases.
"Alright moment over dork, go to bed or no Dutch in the morning" I playfully roll my eyes.
"Man that's a crime you can't say that" She laughs as she goes to her room.
I smile and head into mine, changing the color of my LEDs before getting in bed and cuddling my dog Scout. "Well buddy. tomorrow is the day our lives change...hopefully no one finds those fanfics or I swear to God, they better have a really good ending for my character planned because I will die" I shudder before falling asleep.
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