I turn off the shower.
What had I gotten myself into!?
I board the plane, with my mum's luggage close behind. Nearly tripping on Sarah Lynn's suitcase, I managed to find a window seat. Unfortunately, Sarah Lynn took the seat next to me.
"Hey." Sarah Lynn said tentatively.
"Um, hey." I said quiet tediously.
"Look," she replied with some reluctance. "I know that you have been through a lot, I know you are depressed and anxious, I know that you don't want to do this, but I think you really CAN do it. I think you're a great actor let alone singer, but you really don't need to worry." Sarah Lynn is a singer that is famous on YouTube for her covers of other songs. She is considerably distant towards me; we aren't the closet sisters round. I was really surprised when she said that to me.
"How would you know anyway?" I shot back.
Sarah Lynn looked wounded. "Kara, I am not as dumb as you think, I have a life too, it's not as if I haven't experienced any emotions you feel right now." she conquered.
"Yes but as far as I am concerned you haven't been bullied or cyberbullied or have to move schools," I sneered.
Sarah Lynn's face clouded over with frustration. "You can't just act like 'oh I have been bullied oh boo hoo' when what you are doing now is what you wanted the bullies to stop doing in the first place. I say one reassuring thing and all I get Is you sooking to me like a baby, putting yourself down," A few people on the plane had turned their heads to face us. Many look away, but some watched with malicious grins. "Look, you really need to chill out or you going to find yourself a loner." she said and turned her back to me, texting her boyfriend on twitter.
I opened the curtains to the window and look out. There wasn't much to see, just the fluffy white clouds below, and the blue ocean that engulfed the into environment. I closed my eyes. I opened them. My eyes glanced back at the window. I wished that I could just jump out, let the earth bellow swallow me. "Thanks." I said turning to Sarah Lynn. She look at me with a blank expression and said nothing.
When the plane landed, I felt awful. My head was spinning and my breakfast felt close to my lungs.
"It's just a bit of motion sickness." said my mum soothingly.
"Tell me about it." I replied dully. I smoothed my flared skirt and patted my braided hair. Mrs Hastings and a few of the producers from the studio were coming to meet us. I was going to be sent straight to the auditions.
I felt very self-conscious as I was guided by a stewardess to the door of the plain. Impressions were the most important thing I would have to focus on.
"Hello darling!" greeted Mrs Hastings. I hated when she called me 'darling' but I tried to keep a straight face. I could see Sarah Lynn stifle a giggle.
"This IS Kara isn't it?" After the introductions and paper work was signed, I was ushered into a dark black car with tinted windows. Butterflies flew into my stomach and fluttered around like crazy. Other than the occasional question, there was silence from Mrs Hastings. I dozed off for about an hour, jet lag gripped my insides. A sudden jolt of the car, and Mrs Hastings drawl woke me from the long awaited sleep I had succumbed to. I was rushed out of the car, barley knowing what had hit me. The studio was HUGE. Glass windows covered the building from head to toe. It was quite glitzy and glamorous. Part of me actually felt like WOW this is amazing! I have never seen anything like it. The other part was saying 1 word. NO!
"Come in Kara, turn right and walk to the end of the hall and studio number four will be on your left. Good luck with the audition and I will hear from the other directors shortly." and with that, Mrs Hastings twirled around and opened a door marked Studio 1 and entered.
I was alone.
