American Idol?

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It was exactly 1:03 pm on a Tuesday.

"Today's the day, the day you show your talent to the whole world, no more hiding it." I whispered with confidence

It was my day to become famous to finally be on american idol.

"Your name hun?" I asked myself while sliding my shorts off, finishing undressing.

"Its uh Riley cooper."

"And what will you be singing for us today?"

"Um Crush by taryn southern."
(I'd only chosen that song because that was exactly how I felt about my crush. The most perfect looking 15 year old you could ever see. His name was mark Hayes and god how gorgeous this boy was. He has the most beautiful brown eyes, a smile that could melt your insides, bleach blonde hair he would flip out of his perfectly sculpted face. Which was probably shredded and rotten by now.)

"Sounds great we wish you the best of luck."

While waiting for the shower to warm up I grabbed my brush with the left over hair sticking to my hand from checking the water and prepared it for the Sounds of my song about to flood into it.

"Riley!" my mom yelled

I jumped into the shower with my brush in hand and pulled the curtain closed ready to sing the house down.

"Can it wait?" I yelled back to her hoping she'd say yes

"Riley please come here right now!"

Sighing I jumped out and laid the brush down knowing she was getting aggravated.

"Of course not." I thought in my head.

I slipped my robe on and jumped down the stairs almost falling into the wall.

"Yes mom what is it you so desperately need?"

"I'm gonna be leaving out of town for a few days. Do I need to hire a babysitter or can I trust you to properly behave while I'm away since your such a perfect little angel?"

"Aw your sarcasm kills me. I'll be fine alone thank you. But Why couldn't you tell me you were leaving sooner?"

"I just got a call from work, I'll only be gone for two days and I leave in about fifteen minutes."

Ahh the occasional work excuse

Mom was always leaving for work. The word work coming from her mouth actually meant tom. The guy my mom was sneaking off to see behind my dad's back.

I've always just left her alone about it not wanting to hear all of her excuses and lies about him.

"hmm ok." I turned to run up stairs to finish my audition when her cold dead feeling fingers grabbed onto my shoulder stopping me from going any farther.

"No friends over and I mean it this time."

"Mom, I'm 13 I'm n--

"I mean it."

I looked at her and ran to the top of the stairs stopping to yell her a goodbye then turned to the bathroom

"Yeah whatever."

I picked up my phone and dialed jc's number. My best friend, sister, partner in crime, and so on.

So sorry that the story was left off like this, at a boring uninterested part but I will be updating soon!I won't be leaving it off like this again. ;/
And thank you for the votes so far!

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