You Swore - GC Story - Summer 1

Bonus Chapter: Auditions and Octaves

What even is the title. Okay so I'm skipping the morning, we're going straight into the audition room. Also, I'm sorry it was short, but I honestly felt that if I wrote more, it would get boring.

Amelia's POV

All morning I had been nervous for this audition, scratch that, all week. Ever since I had heard news of the play, I couldn't wait to try out, but now that I was actually here, I wish I had never signed up. I had never been brave enough to try out for anything at my old school, my sister was the talented one, not me. Here, a thousand miles away from my school, was supposed to be a fresh start. But the nervousness and anxiety remained the same. 

Whenever I practiced, people told me I was guaranteed to make Veronica, that I was a shoe-in; I know they meant to help, but all it did was strengthen the self-imposed pressure I placed upon myself. And that was the last thing my already anxious self needed at an audition. 

As I had lost myself in thought, I found myself staring at a stranger. He looked about my age, with, in my opinion, too long blonde hair. Not pulling away my gaze fast enough, his eyes met mine and he smiled. I quickly averted my stare and gave him a half smile back. Before it got any more awkward, the casting director stuck her out from out of the theatre and called my name. Clara, who had been sitting next to me, squeezed my hand in a sign of support, and Kara, on my left, gave me a quick smile. I smiled back at both of them and made my way into the theatre.

I walked down the center isle and made my way up to the stage. Once I was up there, I wanted to run back down. There were about four people judging auditions, two councilors and two girls from the oldest camper division, and they seemed to already be judging me, with their clipboards and bored expressions.

"Go ahead," The oldest-looking of the four said. I finally realized how long I had been standing there silently, and offered up a sheepish grin as an apology.

"Um, hi. I'm Amelia, I'll be auditioning for Veronica, and I'll be singing Dead Girl Walking... the reprise that is," I quickly added at their questioning stares. I've already made a fool of myself; great going, Amelia. I couldn't just stand there for any longer so I started singing.

By the time the music faded out, I had forgotten where I was. Quickly coming back to a sense of reality, I smiled one last time at the casting directors and hurried down the stage. That had felt amazing! Why had I let myself be intimidated before? Even if I didn't get Veronica, I'd still be happy.

As I walked out of the theatre, I saw the boy from the waiting room and Clara talking. Before they noticed me, I slipped out the back door. I was about to do something I never would have dreamed of doing when this summer started...

Spacie's POV

There was no way I couldn't get the part of Heather McNamara. Absolutely no way. I walked into the room of people waiting to audition with an inward air of confidence, though I made my outward appearance seem more nervous, as I didn't want to seem cocky. Most of these people would be my ensemble, anyways, and I didn't want them to have an incorrect notion of me.

Honestly, I felt a little guilty being as confident as I did; if most people could hear what I was thinking, they'd roll their eyes and scoff, but they didn't really understand why I felt like this.

This whole summer, I had been dealt a bad deck of cards. Hell, my whole life really. I had been stuck in a cabin with Clara, (even though we had become sort of friends) I had messed up my two most important camp relationships, Chloe and Eva, with secrets I was barely a part of. I paused my train of thought to grimace at what I had been thinking about; I could still barely face what I had kept from Chloe, and didn't particularly want to start thinking about it now.