Lucky Love

The Perfect Audition

I arrived at the building. The building was quite big, maybe seven feet? I went inside and immediately felt the breeze of the nice cold air. It smelt like strawberries too, I thought excitedly. This is gonna be fun! There was a line in front of a big red door. There was only 7-8 people in the line so I didn't have to wait that long. I heard a faint song in the background.

I think we could do it if we tried
If only to say, you're mine
Sofia, know that you and I
Shouldn't feel like a crime.

Hmm. I wonder if it's her- Clairo's song. I listened to the lyrics carefully. "If only to say, you're mine?" Is Clairo a boy? Or is she...

"NEXT!" I stopped thinking and went inside. My heart was beating fast, my hands began to sweat on my guitar. Inside, I saw three people. But one particular caught my eye. She was gorgeous. She had blond hair but with some hair strains that were green. Her blue eyes sparkled and her freckles began shinning. Just everything about her made my eyes widen. She looked at me and started smiling. A dimple suddenly popped up on her right cheek. She got up from her chair and went up to me.

"Hi!", she said smiling. "Hello.", I said nervously. As she was about to speak, the man in the first seat interrupted. "Okay, so this is Clairo or Claire Cottrill. And I'm David Reys. You're here for the guitar auditions, right?" "Yes sir.", I answered. "Okay well.", he continued, "Just go over there and fill out that paper. After that go to the middle and play us a song." "Okay, thank you!", I said smiling.

I walked up to the paper and started filling in out. I heard small footsteps coming closer and closer to me. Then, I felt a soft whisper in my ear. "So. You're name is.", Claire looked at my paper, "Rosy Marzolle." I felt her smile. "I like that name." She backed up and went in front of the desk, facing in front of me. I looked up at her. "I like the name, Claire Cottrill.", I said confidently. She started giggling. "Thanks." She again looked down at my paper. "YES!", she screamed. " 21-years-old!" "Huh?", I said to her. "Oh um", she started blushing, "Nothing." I laughed, "How old are you?" "22. My birthday was 2 months ago." "Oh. Happy late birthday", I chuckled.

She started chuckling too, "Thanks." Her hand slowly went down on the table and slid closer to mine. Our eyes still made contact. I quickly pulled my hand back. "Um.", I said. Claire got embarrassed and quickly put her hand away. "Sorry, I don't know what I was-umm yeah I don't uh-.", Claire stuttered. "It's fine.", I interrupted. I gave the paper to David and went in the middle.

"This one's called Your Mother Should Know by The Beatles. Uh, my mom used to sing this to me when I was litt-." "Oh my God just hurry up!", the guy in the third chair yelled. "SHUT UP WALLACE!", Claire yelled at him back. "It was just a joke", he quietly said. "It was just a joke", Claire imitated. I started giggling. Claire started smiling when she noticed. I grabbed my guitar and started playing. I decided to sing too.

Let's all get up and dance to a song...

After my performance, it went quiet. Their faces were shocked. David had tears in his eyes. "Uhm. Did I do good?", I awkwardly asked. "Of course you did!", Claire said happily. "I haven't seen David cry in years!" David started smiling, "Ah! You did phenomenally!" I started blushing, "Thanks!" He quickly got up and gave me a card. "Here's my card. If I call you that means you got the job." "Oh, okay." I took the card and went out of the exit door. As I walked to my car, I heard a "Wait! Wait!" I turned around and it was Claire. "You-you seem like a pretty cool person, Rosy." "Thanks!", I smiled. "Yeah-yeah. Uh so uh, I was wondering if we could exchange numbers, hah. You know." My eyes widened. "Oh, yeah of course." After I got her number, we said goodbye and I drove home. What is she up to? I questioned. I know she's...but why me? It doesn't matter, I'm not into....girls. I'm straight....not gay, pfft what no. My mind then reminded me of my middle school crush. Shit, a girl. I started laughing. That wasn't a real crush because it was a girl. I like boys, not girls.

But something about Claire satisfied me. Her eyes, her hair, her..lips. Her perfect lips. I grabbed my phone and went to her contact. I should call he- OH WHAT AM I THINKING?! My phone rung. I looked down and it was Claire.