Noah Schnapp - Will's Love Interest

Chapter One- The Audition

originally nOaH SCHNAPP:)

  "Havana oh na na.
He took me back to East Atlanta oh na na.
All of my heart is in Havana.
There's somethin' 'bout his manners
Havana oh na na!"

   I sang under my breath as I walked to the car, from gymnastics. I opened the door and hopped in.

   My mom sat, patiently waiting for class to be over. We were both tired and probably had a bad day.

   I chugged my water, so I was kept hydrated. I looked at the radio. It was playing some weird song that my mom liked. I rolled my eyes and turned it onto the station I normally listen to. Havana was on.

   "Would you look at that! I have psychic abilities!" I said laughing at myself.

   I looked over at my mom, she laughed at pressed the gas to head home.

   The whole way there we sang whatever came on the radio, even if we didn't know the song. That was until she randomly turned the volume down.

   "You know that show you always watch? Stranger Things? It is filmed if Atlanta!" She said quite surprise.

   "Mom I know! I'm only obsessed with the show. I'm gonna audition for the new part in Stranger Things!" I said sarcastically.

   "Why not?" She said seriously.

   "PHHFFFFFTTTT! I was only joking! I'd never make it!" I said giggling a bit.

   I wasn't sad about it, but acting never did me any favors. I was taught when I was young to open my mouth to sing. Not speak lines for a show or movie. My dad showed my voice off to his friends 24/7. Singing had always been my life nothing else. Acting was just something for me to laugh at every time I thought about a audition.

   "Why not? It would be just for fun! You already know you won't get the part, you won't be upset! And, if you do get the part, your voice would finally be noticed!" My mother said with pure enthusiasm.

   "I don't know, just not my cup of tea I guess." I said looking out the window.

   My mom started laughing. I knew why, I had the second strongest country accent in my school. It must have been the way I said that.

   I rolled my eyes and started to to think. If my mom was up to letting me audition, that's a check on having a ride and support. All I need now is a script and a date. Maybe it would be fun? Was I good enough though? Was I worthy enough? Even if I didn't get the part, which I know I wouldn't, I'd just be embarrassing myself. Right?

   "Okay." I said after thinking about it for 10 minutes.

   "Okay what?" My mom said glancing to the side to look at me, but returning her eyes to the road quickly.

   "It would be fun and a good experience to audition!" I said with a shy smile.

It wouldn't hurt!

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   My mom went online and about crazy finding the audition, script, she even ended up talking to the directors! They actually were laughing at the end of the phone call. I was taken aback.

   "We are leaving tomorrow to go to Atlanta." My mom said looking up from the lasagna she was making.

   "Wait, really?" I said almost chocking on my dr.pepper.

    It was our Thanksgiving break. My dad was out of town. I didn't talk to him a lot though. I figured that mom may have said something to him about the audition, but I could care less.

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   "When you smiled over your shoulder
For a minute I was stone, cold sober.
I pulled you closer to my chest.
When you asked me to stay over,
I said I already told ya!
I think that you should get some rest." I sang along to the radio.

   We arrived to the auditions quickly. I lived only and hour away, so it was quick.

   (By the way, I know what your thinking... But Carley! You have such a thick country voice. You flipping live on a farm for goodness sakes! Why do you not sing country music? BECAUSE I LIKE POP MUSIC MORE THAN COUNTRY. If you don't like that then fight me... moving on...)

   I sat in the waiting room. Script in hand. Tapping my foot the whole time. I read over my lines over and over and over again. I don't know why I was nervous! I wasn't even gonna get the part!

   "Carley Nicholson?" A young lady with black hair asked though the silent room of girls around my age.

  "Hi!" I said standing up.

   The lady smiled at me. The kind of smile that gently calmed your nerves for a quick second. Yet, I was still overwhelmed even after.

   I walked into the small room and saw four people sitting in chairs behind the table. Two of them the directors and the other two were a male and a female.

   The directors looked down at a piece of paper and their faces lit up. "Carley!" They said in unison.

   "That's my name!" For some reason I felt calmer.

   "Go ahead and introduce yourself." The unfamiliar woman said with a smile.

   "Hello. I'm Carley Nicholson. I'm thirteen and I'll be audition for the role of Charolette." I said with a half smile.

   (I had to make up some character. Just roll with it)

   "Okay, great. Let's begin." The unfamiliar woman said.

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   "How do you know my name?" I said confused, yet scared.

   "That's not important." The unfamiliar male said.

   "I said, how the frick do you know my name?" I acted like I saw something off.

   "This is Eleven." The guy said.

   I quickly pulled up my sleeve like I was looking at something on my wrist.

   "I-I'm ten." I stood there for a second as a single tear slid down my face. "I thought I was alone. How did you escape the lab? You know what, nevermind. Do y'all know we're the arcade is?"

   "Yes" the guy spoke.

   "Meet me there. I have to go, or I'll get in trouble. I need to talk to you Eleven. I'm scared." I said starting to speak in a rushed tone.

   I stood still for a second as I let another tear escape, "I'm just tired of being alone. I think that you will understand the scars Jane."

   I looked down. Memories flashing, but I pushed them aside for now and looked up with a fake smile, that was really believable. Trust be nobody has caught that lie of my fake smile yet...