Never Stop Dreaming

Chapter Two

Chapter Two-Thoughts

I brushed my glistening straight hair. I loved looking beautiful. Although I had my flaws and insecurities, I believed a bit of makeup  would hide them. I gently placed my brush next to the sink. I opened my green beauty box. It contained all my lip gloss, mascara, and other makeup I hardly used unless going somewhere special. I was nothing more than a tomboy trying something new. Instead of going to beauty pageants I played video games. I was different, and I hated it. 

I applied some eyeliner, and wiped it right off, noticing it was smudged. This wasn't working. I frowned. Instead I just put on a striped tank top, and a pair of jean shorts. My usual dress code. It wouldn't be long until I walked along the boardwalk. Something I looked foward to every year.

"Ariana! Hurry up, or we're leaving without you." Mom called out.

How nice of her to rush me everytime I got ready. I slipped on a pair of old sneakers, and ran to the other side of the hotel room. 

"The same outfit, again?" Mom looked at me, studying my poor choice of clothing.

I shrugged. Mom was much more femine. She never wore the same outfit twice, unlike me. We walked out of the tiny hotel room, and onto the stretched hallway. I glanced over at the pink designs that plastered the walls. It was much to pink to bare. Of all the colors, I liked green. It was a nice, natural color. Something that described me. 

Soon, we were out of the building walking towards the dim beach. It was dark, and the thick air was humid. We walked onto the boardwalk, and almost instantly the flashing lights blinded me. But, I loved it. It was overwhelming, and exciting. Daring. A feeling I was captivated by.

For a moment, I felt like I was a performer. Millions of fans shouting my name. That's what I desire. To be a singer. An actress. Someone. I didn't want to be plain, or casual. But, I knew it wasn't possible for a girl like me to become someone so terrific. Mom told me I could never be an actress. I was to shy. I didn't have enough stamina, she explained.

It was terrible to think you couldn't achieve such a goal. I wanted it more than anything. Sadly, I wasn't capable. . .and I knew it myself. But, I wanted to try. I begged Mom to help me send in an audition tape. She said she would, but after our vacation, and this vacation wouldn't be over until next week.

There was a telivision channel for teens that I always admired called, Disney Channel. I would always watch, hoping to be a part of it. In fact, they were having an audition for a new show called "Double Trouble". Aparently, it's a series about two fraternal twin sisters always getting into various trouble. But they didn't give out to much detail. Anyway, that's the show I'm auditioning for.