One in a Million

Hey guys, this is my second fan fiction, I'm still working on my first. My first is called Better Safe Than Sorry. You should go read it :)

This is dedicated to TruelyLovely, so go fan her! This is her fan fiction, so I'm trying to make it seem like it's her talking. If you would like me to make you a fan fiction, go inbox me with a description of yourself! I'd love to write one for you.

Anyway, enjoy! Xx

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I took a deep breath as I stepped forward a few feet- just a few feet towards what could change my life forever.

I watched as a 17 year old looking boy stepped through the doors about five people ahead of me. This was when my hands started shaking uncontrollably.

My mum looked at me and noticed how nervous I was. She just gave me a warm smile and said, "You'll do just fine, sweetheart. Just take a few breaths and calm down."

I nodded and closed my eyes, running through my audition song, meanwhile tugging my fingers through my long, straight brown hair.

Yes, I was trying out for American Idol. My mom wanted me to because she was tired of having me take singing lessons without really doing anything with my voice except sing in chorus.

I started to calm down when the boy that looked about my age walked through the doors again. He had a yellow slip in his hand and was jumping up and down, hugging his parents and what looked like his girlfriend. "I got in! I'm going to Hollywood!" he was shouting. He was probably pretty good because there were a few cameras surrounding him and filming his reaction.

I had already done a little interview with one of the camera men, and I guessed that they would play that right before they aired my audition. If I even made it through.

I thought about how the interview went. I talked about how I had moved from Australia to here in Florida with my family- my six sisters, two brothers, and parents- few months before because of my father's work. I also just talked about how I had always loved singing and enjoyed it. But I honestly don't think I'm THAT great. I'm mostly here for an honest opinion, just to see if I can see if I can sing at all, or if all see if people though my singing was a joke.

My mom and I neared the door that the contestants were going through, and we watched Ryan Seacrest talk to the families. We watched most people come out disappointed, but occasionally there would be that one person in ten that was that much closer to their dreams.

Finally, we reached Ryan.

"Hello, how are you doing today?" Ryan asked, almost too happy, like he was fake in a way. There were a few things to him though that made him seem genuine. Or he just had great acting skills and an even better poker face.

I took a shaky breath, very aware at the cameras on our faces, and replied the best I could. "This whole thing is very, very... Crazy."

Ryan nodded and asked, "You don't sound American, where exactly are you from?"

"Australia," was all I simply said.

He smiled even wider, and wished me luck when the next contestant came out with a sad look on her face. But she was screaming and squealing, which made me flinch. It even looked like she had been crying a little. I was confused though because I didn't see her with a gold paper saying she got through.

Hey, if I didn't make it through, at least I can say I met Randy Jackson, Steven Tyler, Jennifer Lopez, and whomever the fourth guest judge was.

Oh yeah. I forgot about the mystery guest judge was until now. Oh well. I didn't want to think about that too much.