The Tongue-Tied Sea Witch "Jackie," my mom chuckled, "you're going to do great, trust me. This is your passion - embrace it!" I winced, squirming in my seat, fingering the seatbelt nervously, "Yeah, I guess you're right - maybe I'll be the only one who even shows up..." To be honest, I wasn't expecting any more than 15 hopefuls for a part in The Little Mermaid Jr. Finding this musical theatre audition wasn't easy.. I had to decipher the endless maze of our community theater's ancient website to even find out the location. Which - conveniently, was nearby in my school's auditorium.
I eyed the clock. 5 minutes until "Now go!" My mom urged. I inhaled deeply then threw open the car door. I sprinted …show more content…
Maybe, just maybe... I might actually have a chance here, I'm almost the oldest and the tallest, perfect characteristics leading woman - right? I lowered into a seat near the back, mentally rehearsing my monologue. "... Look at me, wasting away to practically nothing! All the while he and his flimsy fish folk celebrate..." I whispered, earning myself a strange look from the pixie-sized girl in front of me. I was trying for the part of Ursula - the evil sea queen. Much to my family's obvious dismay, I had practiced my audition song endlessly, randomly belting out notes when they least expected it. It was my monologue I was worried about. I had just picked it the night before and wasn't sure if I could pull it …show more content…
I glanced down at the bright red tag fastened to my dress.
42.
Thank goodness I was close to last. I gave a silent dorky fist pump. "Of course, make sure you have your 16 measures of song and your 3 minute memorized monologue ready to share," The self-proclaimed choreographer piped in. "And now," the director began, dramatically twirling her arms with flourish, "Begin! Numbers 1-10 onto the stage." I watched as a mix of teens made their way to front. The first to preform was a stocky 12 year old whose eyes were covered by a mass of messy, bond hair. "Hola dudes! I'm Jake aka the future Prince Eric," his voice oozed with the arrogance, his hands placed casually on his hips. "Alright, start whenever you're ready," the director seemed a
I eyed the clock. 5 minutes until "Now go!" My mom urged. I inhaled deeply then threw open the car door. I sprinted …show more content…
Maybe, just maybe... I might actually have a chance here, I'm almost the oldest and the tallest, perfect characteristics leading woman - right? I lowered into a seat near the back, mentally rehearsing my monologue. "... Look at me, wasting away to practically nothing! All the while he and his flimsy fish folk celebrate..." I whispered, earning myself a strange look from the pixie-sized girl in front of me. I was trying for the part of Ursula - the evil sea queen. Much to my family's obvious dismay, I had practiced my audition song endlessly, randomly belting out notes when they least expected it. It was my monologue I was worried about. I had just picked it the night before and wasn't sure if I could pull it …show more content…
I glanced down at the bright red tag fastened to my dress.
42.
Thank goodness I was close to last. I gave a silent dorky fist pump. "Of course, make sure you have your 16 measures of song and your 3 minute memorized monologue ready to share," The self-proclaimed choreographer piped in. "And now," the director began, dramatically twirling her arms with flourish, "Begin! Numbers 1-10 onto the stage." I watched as a mix of teens made their way to front. The first to preform was a stocky 12 year old whose eyes were covered by a mass of messy, bond hair. "Hola dudes! I'm Jake aka the future Prince Eric," his voice oozed with the arrogance, his hands placed casually on his hips. "Alright, start whenever you're ready," the director seemed a