Without thought, I followed Mrs Hastings directions to the studio. My hand tingled as I opened the door to studio 4 and the feelings of puking returned. Inside there were 9 girls lined up on the thick black chairs. And all of them looked like supermodels. I did NOT stand a chance.
The directors were up to the 8th girl when I snapped out of my daydream. I saw Ava and the other girls tripping me in the hall, flash backs of the bloodstained scissors crossed my mind, I saw Sarah Lynn, more distant than ever before. I saw Evelyn screaming and crying, rocking back and forth with her head in her hands. Then I saw a note. And a knife caked in thick red blood. I saw Kylie. I saw me. That's when I knew I had to do this. Do it for myself. And do it for Kylie.
I was called up. I was the only girl auditioning in the room now. They gave me the directions. And I was on.
I screamed. The scream even shocked the directors. I placed my hand on the mirror. "Who are you?" I shouted. "Who are you?" I repeated again more softly. I was supposed to be talking to the replica in the mirror. I press my hand against the mirror. I shivered. "This isn't my imagination?" The replica answered. "Why are you here? Why am I here?" I answered with and icy stare. The replica replied.
The next thing that I knew, the director handed another piece of paper to me and gave me even MORE directions. I read the paper carefully. "Why are the girls crying," I whispered. On the script, it said that this scene was supposed to be of Tegan, who has had her soul drained, is going crazy. "NO time, kill it," I cried reading the stage movements carefully. I shrieked and started to shake. The replica started to laugh. "Stop, please!" I rasp. In the script, blood is shown drooling from my mouth. The replica says no and that's supposed to be the end of my soul.
I pick myself up from the hard floor. I was surrounded in a wall of applause. "I think we have found our girl!" said one of the directors proudly. I was shocked at my performance but proud. I was surprised I could act that well! But then waves of panic attacked me. I did this for Kylie. For me. But something still hurt, deep inside me.
"Look kid, stay in town, we going to need you for this part. Your amazing! You have got the part!" said another director. They called Mrs Hastings in and told her the news.
"Kara, after looking at your tape, I knew that you would probably get the part! I also had a look at your singing tape and I was impressed with that too! After filming this movie, I think we should also have a look at your singing career." she said diplomatically. So much information. I get feel myself tense up. I grabbed my phone and called Mum.
"Mum, I got the part, I need you to come to studio 4. They need to speak to you and sign more paper work."
I walked out a different person.
