Harry
"I've been standing in this line for hours," Harry mumbled to himself. Harry was starting to get nervous. Who would even vote for him? Vote for him? Ha! Why would anyone even say yes? Harry had never done anything like this before. He had never even sang in front of an audience before. Harry had started to sweat. "I should have worn more deodorant,' Harry cursed himself under his breath. "Number 155204! 155204, please come up to the front stage! The judges are waiting!"
"155204? 155204?! I'm number 155208!" From being in the line so long and hating himself the whole time, Harry hadn't realized that he was almost up. He started to shake, his face grew red, and felt like he was going to vomit. He couldn't do this. He wasn't good enough. He was never going to make it. Harry was just about to get out of line when contestant 155204 came busting through. "Hold on! Please! Wait! I'm coming!" screamed the beautiful blue eyed boy. This boy wasn't just another person in the crowd this boy was amazing. Harry had been trying to push through the crowds of people and crashed into the gorgeous male. For a split second they made eye contact. Harry's face grew instantly red. He was at a loss for words.
