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I went out the door and into the warm july morning with a sigh. My sister had been going on and on about this since she found out and now she finally had a chance. We where about to go to the royal opera house (in London), because they where having a audition to a program for the most talented singers between sixteen and twenty-five in the United Kingdom.
Ohh, I forgot to introduce myself, didn't I? I'm Gigi Pastell, and i'm seventeen years old. I have dark brown, almost black, hair that goes down to my hips in perfect waves. I also have brown eyes with a hint of green in them (I see her kind of like selena gomes).
I am currently living with my twenty years old sister Angie in a small two-bedroom apartment. Angie is my guardian, because of the fact that my mother was a drug addict befor she past away for about two years ago from a overdose. My father got depressed and started to beat us in a way to deal with the imotionals.
It was bearable until one night. We where watching one of the inernational superstar Ashton Loreen, who we loved to pieces. Father came through the door ,obviously drunk, and started to scream at us. We just sat there completely startled as he took something from the pocket of his jacket and held it towards us. It was a black gun and it was pointing at me. befor I knew it, he had pulled the trigger and I cloused my eyes, wating for the pain to come. It never did. I opened my eyes and saw the most horrible thing in my life. Alicia, laying in a pile of blood on the floor infront of me. My twin sister had jumped infront of the bullet. For me.She died. For me. I hugged Angie and we cried for what felt like hours until we heard sirens. One of the neighbors must have heard the gunshoot and called the police. My 'father' had past out on the floor from the alcohol, with the gun in his hand. The police took him directly to prison and they brought Alicias body to the ambulance.
After that my sister sold the house and adopted me and we're doing okej now, I guess.
Anyway, they where totally fifty places in the program and only ten people from London could be choosen. Then they would go to Birmingham, Leeds, Glasgow an last Sheffield. After the last one is selected all the young adults will be divided into groups of five. Each group is assigned a celebrity mentor that will get to know them a little better and then after one week eliminate three people that will go home.
It was about there I fell asleep from my sisters chattering when she tried to explain everything to me late last night. I know, it sound awful, but to my defence, it was 3.45 am and I had the alarm set on 7 am sharp, because the auditions started at 9 am and we had an one hour drive there. Why didn't my sister set her alarm? Well that's because she's an heavy sleeper. And by heavy I mean HEAVY! The world could go under and all she would do is continue to lightly snore under her comforter! She would'nt wake up to something so simple as an alarm.
My sister skipped out the door, and interrupts my thoughts. We got inthe car and started to drive away. I turned on the radio because otherwise the long car ride would be almost unbearable.
'And here comes the song of the summer, Boyfreind , with the talented James William!!
(I know it's not his song, but James is made up so bare with me ok?)
I turned off the radio again with a frustrerad sigh. The only thing thats worse then a one hour drive without music is a one hour drive when you're forced to listen to him. That would definitely be unbearable! I leaned back against my seat and looked out the car window. Adventure here we come!, I thought.
