1 month later-
I was here, I was at boot camp. There were camera’s everywhere, filming our every move. I was nervous but that was taken over by how excited I am. There are so many people here I don’t know if I even have a chance anymore but I’m not going to give up. I deserve this just as much as they all do. One boy catches my eye in particular; I have caught him staring at me a few times and it’s starting to freak me out. What is his problem? He is rather good looking, blue eyes, brown hair that comes across his forehead but with a snap back covering the rest of it. He catches me staring at him this time and I look away as my cheeks heat up. I look back quickly and I can’t see him, he must have gone to speak to someone el-. My thoughts were interrupted by someone tapping me on the shoulder. I turn around to see the boy standing behind me, he looks even better close up, he looks about my age too.
“Hi, I’m um…Conor.” He reaches his hand out and I shake it looking confused. “Did it hurt…when you fell from heaven?” I slap my hand across my forehead at his awful chat up line.
“Please don’t ever say that to a girl EVER again,” I laugh and he joins in. “I’m guessing that was your way to come over and talk to me?” His cheeks flush red and I smile at him. “Well hi Conor, I’m Alise.” He beams a big smile at me and I return one.
“Hey Alise, I felt a bit awkward, just standing alone over there and as you’re in the same situation as me,” he looks around at all the other people standing with each other and then back at me, “..I thought I would come say hey! So then,” he gestures for me to take a seat in the free seats behind us. “Where are you from then Alise?”
Me and Conor talked until we were called into a large room where all the judges were. I found out he’s 17, only a year older than me. He’s from Brighton, his sir name is Maynard and what he likes and dislikes. I already like him so if we both get through to the live shows then at least I’ll have one friend already.
“Okay everyone,” Simon started to talk so everyone became quiet. “We are going to do this in alphabet order, you will come up on the stage, perform the song you have decided and then you are free to wait until you are called back. So can I please have, Jordan Ace, Jessica Alex…” The names just kept on coming and it seemed like the whole day had passed until I had finally been called. I was the 3rd person from my selected to perform and when it was finally my time to step up I was shaking. “Okay Alise Uzkalne is it?” I nodded and he smiled at me. “Whenever you’re ready.” I took in a deep breathe and began to sing.
“You're so hypnotizing
Could you be the devil? Could you be an angel?
Your touch magnetizing
Feels like I am floating, leaves my body glowing
They say be afraid
You're not like the others, futuristic lover
Different DNA
They don't understand you
You're from a whole other world
A different dimension
You open my eyes
And I'm ready to go, lead me into the light
Kiss me, ki-ki-kiss me
Infect me with your love and
Fill me with your poison
Take me, ta-ta-take me
Wanna be a victim
Ready for abduction
Boy, you're an alien
Your touch so foreign
It's supernatural
Extraterrestrial”
They were all scribbling notes down on a piece of paper and when they looked up I smiled at them. I think it went well but I guess I’m going to have to wait. I walked off the stage and caught sight of Conor in the large waiting room. I walked over to him and he gave me a warm smile.
“How did it go Ali?” Ali…no one ever calls me that. I gave him a big smile and sat down next to him.
“I think I did okay but I made a few mistakes, I just hope they weren’t that noticeable. Enough about me, how did you do?”
“I think I pretty much nailed it.” I laughed at his choice of words, he sure Is a bit cocky but I kind of like that.
“I’m glad, I think they’re not finishing for about another hour or so, so I was wondering if you wanted to go and get some coffee or something?” He stood up from his seat and smiled at me.
“Oh I don’t drink coffee, but I would love to spend some more time with you…” He gave me a cheeky little wink and I blushed. I stood up with him and he grabbed my hand in his. I felt a little uncomfortable with his forward action but he gave me a little squeeze and I know he means nothing by it. Who the hell is this boy?
Please don't hate on me, i know they're like really boring at the moment but i have a good story for this and i'm building up to it, i can't do much for the story to make it dramatic at the moment so please give me time, ily all, won't upload for a bit because it's my birthday tomorrow so have a good week and i will update soon!x
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