"Number 20 please!"
The loud voice who I've officially decided is God announced.
Is it just me, or does number 20 sound awfully familiar?
Meh, probably my pancake eating record or something...
Hey! My audition will be soon, I'd better go over my script one more time!
"Number 20?" God repeated.
That's odd, usually the people go straight in when they hear their number!
Maybe they're asleep?
I briefly looked around the waiting room to see if there was anyone who'd fallen asleep....
Nope, no one!
Number 20 should definitely be here!
"NUMBER 20!!" God shouted.
Jesus, this persons a right idiot!
Who gets an audition, shows up then doesn't actually go in the room?!
Oh well, I'm number 21 right? So I'll be up next!
Wait, I am 21 right? I don't want to be 22 and show up too early... I should just check.
I quickly pulled out my sheet of paper and read my number:
20
Shoot!
"NUMBER 20 YOU HAVE EXACTLY 45 SECONDS TO ENTER THIS ROOM OR YOUR AUDITION IS OFFICIALLY CANCELLED!" God boomed.
"I'm coming!" I yelled even though I'm pretty sure that he can't here me as I gathered all my things and sprinted into he room labeled 'AUDITIONS IN HERE'.
Handy labelling right?
The room contained 3 people at a desk (ripping off xfactor- 1 judge much?) and a camera crew filming the auditions.
I was informed that the auditions would be filmed, to put on an extra disc if you get the part.
"Sorry I'm late, I just-" then I fell over.
In front of the people who are judging me.
And a camera crew.
Who were filming.
Which means that moment will make it onto the extras.
Bloody great Willow, bloody great!
I sounded so English then!
I quickly pulled myself up off the floor and brushed myself off, "Sorry about that..."
The only male judge out of the three, who looks about my mum's age (pretty old, sorry mum) smiled, "No problem, now would you please show us your scene? We've got the male lead for you to practice with."
That's when Taylor freakin Lautner walked in with his Taylor Lautner body.
"Hey there!" He greeted me in his Taylor Lautner voice.
Don't hyperventilate Willow! Don't hyperventilate!
"Hi!" I squeaked before coughing and then saying in a lower voice "I mean hi!"
That came out as more of a man voice! Dang it!
"Okay then, are you two ready?" One of the lady judges who looked a tad Sharon Osborney asked impatiently.
I would say what's the rush, but she looks so old she may actually have minutes to live. In which case, there would be a rush.
I nodded and dropped my bag and script onto the floor.
YOU ARE READING
To a someone, from a no one (one direction fan fiction)
Fiksi PenggemarWillow Adams is Eleanor Calders best friend, and on a trip to London to see the boys and audition for a huge roll in a new movie, more than one of the boys have their sights set on her.... Join her on her humbling, hilarious and equally disastrous t...