The Wrong Girl (Lea Michele Fan Fiction)

Like Mother like Daughter

-8 months later-

"What do you mean- you can't let me audition?!" I scowl at Professor Zachary. He pushes his glasses up.

"You're still seventeen, Lea. You have to have a parent or guardian to allow you to audition for this school. And by the looks of it, you haven't got any parents consenting yes." He explains. He sighs. "I'm sorry." He says and walks away. I stare after him with my mouth agape. I feel Jay hold my hand.

"I'm sorry, babe. Maybe next year?" He says. I shake my head.

"I can't next year. This is a once in a lifetime opportunity and it's gone. Gone." I sniff and shake my head. Why couldn't my mother just allow me to go to this university? Only 100 people are allowed in each year and I was chosen.

"I have to talk to my mother. She has to realise this is my dream." I tell him.

"I'll go with you." Jay gives my hand a reassuring squeeze.

"No..I have to do this myself," I tell him. I kiss his cheek.

"I'll call you soon." His thumb caresses my cheek and I lean into him.

"Bye." I lower his hand from me.

I walk to my strangely familiar house and up to the front door. I hardly ever come here anymore, I'm always staying at Jay's house. I take a deep breath and knock on the door. I could hear her grumble in annoyance and her feet stomping.

"Hi." I greet when the door opens. She crosses her arms against her chest and gives a pouting look.

"Well, hello stranger. Almost forgot I even had a daughter."

I squint. That stung.

"I need to talk to you. Let me make you coffee." I say and push my way through. I make my way to the kitchen and open the cupboard to find any traces of coffee.

Of course, she hasn't got any.

I resolve to making tea. She sits at the table with a grumpy face. Her hair stands up everywhere and wrinkles stood out on her face more clearly now. I set the tea in front of her and take a seat.

"I know you hate everything to do with singing and that I should do something better but I was accepted to a very selective music university. Only one hundred people are choose each year and I need your permission." I explain. She scowls.

"I hate singing."

I sigh.

"You don't know how it makes you feel. How everything is just effortless and there's never enough singing. The feeling is just so-"

"Don't know what it feels like?" Mum questions. "I was a singer, Lea. Something you didn't know."

I stare at her. "What?" I ask.

"I had my dreams crushed. I had that feeling of complete wholeness. I had it. And I lost it all because I was told I was never good enough. I don't want you to feel that crushed feeling I did. I wanted to protect you but I know I can't. You have too much pride." She looks away, her eyes teary. My mouth goes agape and my hands shake.

We sit there for a few minutes, I absorb what she says.

"Give me the papers." She says. I look at her and then grab the papers in my bag.

"Don't come back crying to me if it doesn't work out." She warns after she signs. I nod my head. We stand up and I hug her.

"Thank you, so much." I tell her.

"For what?"

"For finally believing in me." I say softly and leave.

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"Professor Zachary, I got permission."

"That's great news, Lea. Please come by so were can grab your paperwork." He says.

"I will! I'll come by now." I tell him and we say our goodbyes.

"Give me a lift?" I ask Jay, he nods and grabs my hand. We walk to his car and get inside, he smiles at me and starts the car.

"I'm so proud of you. I can't believe you got to her." He says.

"Me too. I did find something out though." I say and look out the window. "She can sing. She told me she didn't want me to have this lifestyle because she knew what disappointment is like."

"I did not expect that. That's like..really surprising." He says and I agree.

I hum to a song and look at Jay quickly. He gives a blank face and his eyes make it seem like he's upset.

"Hey, what's wrong?" I ask.

"Nothing."

I scowl. "I know when something is up. Now talk."

He sighs. "Lea, I'm so proud of you. Like, nothing can explain how much I am. But you know this is one thing we won't share together and you remember months ago I auditioned for Juilliard."

I swallow. My heart started beating fast. His knuckles go white against the steering wheel.

"I got a letter today." He says softly.

I nod my head and my mouth goes dry.

"I'm moving to New York, Lea. I was accepted."

I think my world shattered.

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Omg, I'm so sorry for the wait. I've been so busy with everything that I finally found some time to write. I'm really sorry this is moving so fast and the chapters are so short. Please enjoy, vote, comment, etc. I love you all xx

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