"503, 509, 527..." Lizzie called out. I waited for what seemed an eternity for the 700s.
"761, 762, 772, 775...777..."
She had skipped over me.
That was it. It was over. I knew I didn't have talent, nor experience. Did I really think for a second I had a chance on Broadway??
Natalee grinned and stood up. "I'm not surprised they didn't call you," she muttered through her smile as she made her way to the stage.
"779... Oh, I'm sorry, these stuck together. 776! 781..."
My heart skipped a beat. What?
Was that my number?
Did she really just call my number??
MY number????
I got up and literally skipped down the stairs. My smile broke my face. I joined the growing crowd, smiling at Natalee as she stared daggers into my soul.
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A Rising Star
FanficShe didn't even have a name. She never thought about it. She never worried about clothing, because she wore the same thing every day. With her only friend being the bookseller Hailey Haddow, and her life consisting of only reading bits newspapers le...
