Worth Something

Thirteen

I've been out of contact with Ben since the argument. I don't plan talking to him ever again. Today is the day of the audition, I'm feeling confident about it.

I've worked so hard for this, I don't see how I can't get the part honestly! "You ready for this?" Leah slipped on her ballet shoes.

"As ready as I'll ever be," I hugged her tight. "Good luck alright."

"Good luck to you too, I think we'll both get parts Evie, don't sweat it!" She smiled in her usual cheery tone. I waved her goodbye and saw James waiting outside.

I smiled at him, I was grateful that he showed up. I ran over and hugged him, I knew as long as James was here everything would go well. "I'm so proud of you," he said in an unusual tone. He only ever used this tone if he was hiding something.

"What's wrong?" I folded my arms. James started to caress his neck and started looking around. "I have to leave after the audition."

My mouth hung open and I felt my heart beat increase. "What?"

"We've got a gig in an hour, I have to prepare. I wanted to be here before you went in to wish you well. But I'll see you tomorrow, okay!"

I half smiled at him. I knew that he had band stuff, he can't always be here for me. It's not until this moment that I'd realised that. Because he's always been here when I needed him. "I don't wanna make you late, go!" I smiled at him.

"You sure? I can hang around a little longer if you want."

"No, I don't want Danny to shout at you. Go!" I gave him a big hug, before watching him leave.

I had this feeling in my stomach that now James wasn't here that I'd do a terrible job. "Evie, we have to go," Leah called me.

We walked up to the stage, I trembled as I walked up to where loads of random girls were sitting. I just had to pray I wouldn't do bad.

As I sat down I started stretching, though I felt nothing could change the terrible outcome of the audition. The other girls were in so much better form, I bet none of their lips had ever touched an ounce of alcohol. I was useless against them. There were so many of them, my chances of getting this spot suddenly became much more slim.

A woman with a clipboard came from the stage and called the first girls name. You could tell that she was terrified.

A few girls ran off the stage crying, I presume they fucked it up. This just made me worry even more. And soon enough, my name was called. I gave Leah a hug, and left for the stage.

All I could think about was James not being here. He's like a lucky charm for me, wherever he is, I'm safe. I just had to hope everything would go well.

I got into my position on the stage. I heard the music start, and everything went really well. I never missed a beat, my facial expressions were perfect, as was my form.

I got to the end of the song, and that's when my brain stopped working. I just completely froze, I forgot everything. The last eight counts of the song were just me standing still, staring at the judges.

Once I'd realised that I fucked up, I ran off the stage. I sank my fingers into my hair, and tears swelled up in my eyes. Leah came over to me, asking what the matter was, though she already knew.

"I messed up all of the final eight counts!" My tears started to wet her shoulder. "Evie, don't worry," she began to hush me and tell me how everything would be okay, and they might not count it.

There must have been four hundred other girls here, and the majority won't have messed up at all. I can't believe I let this happen, it's just not like me at all!

I've been dancing for so long, practicing as much as I can, now it's my chance to do what I've been working for my whole life, and I messed it up. I will never forgive myself.