Like Father, Like Daughter

Chapter 8: The Results

Janie's POV: I felt like I was sleeping on nails last night. Tonight's the result show. I'm so nervous. I don't know if I'll be going through to the semi-finals. No matter what, I have to back home for chemo before hand. Will I even make it to the semi-finals if I'm put through? I'm too nervous. I felt someone shaking me. "Janie, get up honey." I heard my dad say. I groaned but got up. I'm too tired. "How are you feeling hun?" He asked. "Nervous and sick." I said. I felt the urge to throw up. I grabbed the trash bin next to the bed and barfed. Either a side effect of the chemo or nerves. Dad rubbed my shoulder. "You'll be fine. I be there right afterwards either way." He said. I nodded and smiled.
*Nighttime*
Janie's POV: The show started a half an hour ago. I've watched acts get put through and go home. I forget who but there's one more guest performance before the final result. It's between a comedian, a magician, and myself. One will go through from the voting, then the judges decide which of the remaining two stay and who goes home. I tried to stay calm. My nerves are getting the best of me, but if I stay calm, I'll be ok. Once the guest performance was over, the three of us went back out to the stage. "Alright. 3 acts left, only two can go through. The act, going on to the semi-finals, and getting one step closer to that million dollars is..." Nick said. I was shaking. I could hear the audience cheering my name. I'll either go through here, be saved by the judges, or head straight home. "Taylor Williamson!" Nick finally announced. The audience cheered. I became increasingly nervous. I clapped to be a good sport. Personally, I didn't think he was funny at all. He's too awkward. Once he went backstage, I started taking deep breaths. "Alright, only one act can go through. Judges, it's all up to you. Choose carefully. How you guys feeling, Janie?" Nick said. I let out a sigh. "I'm extremely nervous. Even if I don't get through, I can say I conquered my fear, and sang in Radio City Music Hall at the age of 13!" I said. As he talked to the magician, I zoned out. I looked up and saw my dad looking at me. I could tell he was nervous, his hands were clasped in front of his mouth. "Alright judges, what's your decision?" Nick said. "Look, I'm gonna say it now, I don't know why Janie is standing there right now and not already in the semi-finals. She has a voice beyond her years. Allen on the other hand, I also don't understand why you standing here and not through. You brought a completely new side to magic. But, as for seeing someone still performing in about 20 years... I have to go with Janie." Howard said. I smiled. "Thank you." I said. "Both of you are amazing acts... But I have to go with Allen." Heidi said. My heart sank a little. "I agree with Howard, I don't know how you two aren't already through. Janie, you have an absolutely beautiful voice. Allen, I'm still baffled by your illusions... Oh my god this is so tough..." Mel B said. "I have to go with Janie." I smiled again. "Thank you." I said. My heart was beating quickly. Either I go through, or we tie. "Janie. You impressed me at your audition and in Vegas. Last night you showed that you still have a lot to offer. Allen, you keep changing everything and leave us wondering what happened. To be honest, I'm looking for someone who can change it up every time. I have to go with Allen." Howie said. My heart skipped a beat. We tied. I looked up at my dad, and he's just as nervous as me. "Well, it seems we have a tie. Now we must go by the amount of votes each act had. "The act, going into the semi-finals, and getting one step closer to that million dollars is..." Nick said. I took deep breaths. I was still shaking. The audience was cheering my name again. There was a long pause. "Janie Bowie!" I crouched down and covered my face, trying to hold back the tears. I stood back up. "How you feeling Janie?!" Nick asked. "Amazing, I can't believe it thank you all so much." I said through my tears. When the show ended, I walked backstage. My family was standing there. I ran up to them and hugged them. My dad held me tightly. I could tell he was crying. "I'm so proud of you." He said. Next stop, semi-finals...