Chapter 2

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~ 2 weeks later ~

'What do you wear to an audition?' I think as I push clothes around my wardrobe.

Finally, I decide on white high waist jeans and a peach belly top.

I grab a slice of toast, put my air max on and tell my parents I'm going out. I call a cab and go to St George theatre.

When I arrive, I see hundreds of people queuing to get their audition number. I join the queue and start talking to an old lady who is auditioning with her dog that can talk. Apparently.

Finally, after about half an hour, I get to the table and tell the lady my name and she gives me my number.

"Your number is 1738. Good luck."

"Thanks."

I walk into the waiting room and find a seat. My phone vibrates so I take it out of my pocket and look at it.

It's a text from my friend, Alice "Good luck girl, wish I was there with you!"

"Thanks! I wish you was here too, it's boring waiting."

"Are you nervous?"

"Yeah, a bit haha."

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