And around the time Mr Wang became our form teacher, our school's performing arts showcase KCP Got Talent was going to hold auditions. I technically became the go-to when people asked me "so what's your item Crystal?"
My answer was always the same every time:
The moment for the audition rolled in sooner than I thought, and I was waiting outside the audition room sooner than I thought.
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"So what are auditioning for?"
"Hate Rodrigo."
"OMG I LOVE THAT SONG."
"Crystal, all the best."
I got a lot of well wishes while I was cramming for my audition. I wanted to make sure I nailed down every move with my signature radiance. After all, having the honour to be in the snow was always a dream.
Flashback
A random guy started dancing with absolute sharpness to the beat, his moves filled with energy. Everyone screamed when a stunt was attempted, but it was just him and the music. He strategically paced around the stage and once he did, he'd pull off a move we didn't expect.
The atmosphere built up, everyone cheering for him. I cheered for him too. After all, everyone was so hyped for the performance and that's when U started wondering if I could do something to become as extraordinary as him too.
Present day
"Crystal," the judge said, and I was led into my judging centre.
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"I've known your dance since 2023," the judge told me. "You are a radiant dancer, but you couldn't engage the audience. You looked down, dancing in your own world. I want to see if this is a habit you've broken."
I nodded and pulled out my chair. Preparing the file, I lay on the floor and waited for the judge to play the music file for me. Once the music started, I was invincible. Even I couldn't think of my next move, I just continued dancing like my life depended on it. Yet, I made sure to look at the judge throughout and made sure I didn't put too much passion into my dance such that I looked more like a pick me than an auditionee. And with that thought, a close to 3 minute dance came to an end.
"There's more fine control now, but you need to work on technique. Maybe record your dance to pick out these blind spots now? But I can't say it's nothing, you practiced despite your busy schedule. I'll wait-list you, but that all depends on the other performers." I felt a smile creep up my face when those words were said. I could be a finalist for who knows?
YOU ARE READING
The Chronicles of Peace
Non-Fiction"Will a new class mean, no friends?" Ever since Crystal didn't make the cut for her desired stream, she is forced to "live with whatever she has". Being alienated by her old classmates, she hesitantly accepts her fate being with NONE of her fire-fo...
