Olivia and the Twist

Chapter Five

5. Auditions

Before I knew it, it was Wednesday. I was so scared.

I woke up feeling like it was a normal day, but then I realised and mutant butterflies with razor blade wings started having a party in my stomach.

Its Oliver Twist audition day.

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I put down my bacon sandwich. I couldn't eat.

'Awh, cumm'on!' Bonnie squealed, 'You've gotta eat something!'

I stared at my breakfast, I'd only taken one bite.

'Ugh... I think I'm going to be sick.' I got up but her small arms pushed me back down again.

'Sit. Eat.' She pointed at my sandwich and mouth, 'Do you need a demonstration?' I squatted her cheek. How does she stay this calm and happy?

'Are you on drugs or something?'

'No way!!' She jumped up.

'Awh man, I would take them if you did. I'm so freaking nervous!'

She laughed and sat down. I would have, but I really was just so scared. Oh well. This stress was what pushed me, what made me perform.

But it was still stress.

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Bonnie skipped out of the theatre.

'How'd it go?' I asked nervously, she'd just done her audition.

'Great, I think...I hope!' She smiled. 'Dang, I'm glad that's over, I can forget about it now.'

'Forget about it?' I asked indredulously.

'Yup.' She said, popping the 'p'.

I just stared at her in awe, how does she do it? They started to call out a name...

'Kimber, Aaron.' A voice called.

'Oooh, it's Aaron's turn.' Bonnnie said excitedly, I just don't get this girl.

He walked through the crowd, making sure to pass us.

'Good Luck.' I called.

'I don't need luck.' He said as his arm brushed against mine, I thought my heart skipped a beat.

He turned around and winked, and with that, he had disappeared through those ominous black doors.

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I seemed to wait forever for my turn to come. There was only a handful of people left, all waiting to be called for Nancy.

I stood silently next to Mary-Lynn. She was a lot nicer when she was quiet.

'Okay, quiet down please,' The voice called, it was almost like I was waiting to be called to my death or something. 'Fern, Olivia.'

Shit. That's me. It's my turn now.  It took me a moment to move as I walked forward, the people in front parting like the red sea.

I took some deep breaths and turned to the lady calling us, I looked at her name tag, Sarah.

'Good luck dear.' I smiled tightly and then braced myself to walk through those stupid black doors.

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 I walked out of the theatre, it felt instantly better, a huge weight lifted off my shoulders.