I stood in front of the doors of the school's auditorium; behind those doors waited New Directions. I knew I was going to get in since Mr. Schue was desperate for new additions but I was nervous for what was to happen next; what was going to happen with Vocal Adrenaline. My hands played with the ends of my dress I was wearing for my dance, it was a beautiful shade of white that ended just before my knees and flowed as I moved.
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Grabbing the handles of the doors, I swung it open taking a deep breath. As I anxiously walked up to the stage, the whole glee club were sitting in the seats. Their eyes followed me.
"My name's Arabella... Arabella W, and I will be auditioning with my version of the song 'You Don't Own Me' by Grace." I breathed out, once reaching the stage. I looked out at the audience and all of them gave me reassuring smiles, except for Santana. I heard she was always mean so I wasn't phased by that.
"WOO!!" Kurt screamed from his seat, clapping his hands as he interrupted the silence. I smiled at his enthusiasm. Whispers erupted around him to shut up. I adjusted my microphone headset to my face with my sweaty hands,
"You don't own me, You don't own me. You don't own me, Don't try to change me in any way. You don't own me, Don't say I can't go with other boys." I sang.
By the looks on everyone's faces they seemed to enjoy my performance. Mike and I locked eyes, my heart began to beat faster.
"Don't tell me what to do, And don't tell me what to say, Please, when I go out with you Don't put me on display."
Pouring my heart out into this song, I started to dance across the stage with a small contemporary solo I choreographed myself. This song related to Zach and I's relationship, I added as much of my own emotions as I could. During my performance, the whole club was impressed with my dance moves and singing.
Soon I was done the song, I stated out into the audience as I was panting.
"Thank you." I exhaled. I was then followed my a numerous amount of claps, that brought a smile to my face.
The club all looked at Mr. Schue with nods filled with smiles.
"Welcome to Glee club." Mr. Schue shouted from his seat, followed by New Direction's hollers and whistles.
I made eye contact with Mike, which made me blush insanely. He was on his feet clapping for me.
I could never feel happier.
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(video to the side is what i imagined arabella's dance would be + let's act like this gif was in the stadium ok thanks)
