Little Split Directions

"Audition to be a new member of Little Mix! The girls would love to have fans in their band, and of course, you need a good voice! Meet at your town/city's hall! August 18th, 2013! Eight PM! Results announced on August 30, 2013! Nine PM! Tune in! On radio 67 to hear the results! Minimum age, 17!" These ads were everywhere. I smiled at the thought that in twelve short days, I might be a member of Little Mix. I've checked lots of articles, news segments, interviews and figures out the would LOVE me! Not to brag. Or to sound douchey. I play the guitar and have won a talent show and two local singing competitions, so I don't know what they'd think! I pull over into the city hall parking lot and see there aren't many cars. I don't have lots of competition, that's good. Well, here. I must have at least three million in the nation. I stop the car and get out. I step into the city hall, the cool breeze hitting my shirt and making it flow. I register at the front desk and she gives me a number. #68. I sit in between two girls and one introduces herself. "Hi," she says. "I'm Kathryn." "Eva." She sits back and I hear a number on a loudspeaker. "Number sixty-eight, please report to the auditorium." Here we go. Wish me luck, God.