In Your Eyes (Camren)

Chapter 3 - 'O my gosh, I'm in a girl group'

Listen while reading - 'Thoughts' - Michael Schulte

Camila's POV

The next thing I know I am standing on stage with tears in my eyes.

I didn't get through.

As I look around I see a lot of pain struck faces, all as defeated by their loss as I am. I don't know about Lauren, she's not in my group, but I hope she made it, so I still have some sort of reason to not be completely devastated. I know I can be happy for her if I try hard enough, even if I don't make it.

'We're really sorry guys', Simon says as a cue for us all to leave the stage and most importantly, the competition. 'A lot of you really deserved to go further. I'm really sorry. Thank you very much indeed.'

We all slowly walk off stage, heads hung low. I enter the hallway and finally lift my gaze in search of Lauren, being that she was in the group before me. I can't spot her directly due to a number of people gathered here, so I walk around, but  when I do find her I am not in the slightest bit happy.

Her eyes are puffy and she looks so incredibly broken I feel myself break just a little bit more. I walk towards her, tapping her on her shoulder. She turns around and looks at me.

I shake my head in question, only for her to confirm the answer I already know.

No?

No.

I hug her tight, not caring about my speeding heartbeat as I smell her intoxicating perfume. We both need this hug.

She sobs on my neck while my tears escape my eyes uninhibited now and slowly make their way down my face, hanging on to my chin as they slowly drip to the ground.

The hug seems to last days but when we finally do part I wipe her tears away and she manages to produce a small smile. At least, I managed to do that, even if I failed in every other aspect. My parents are going to be so devastated. I know they want this so badly for me because of how serious I am. Asking them to bring me to an audition for my quinceanera maybe wasn't such a great idea after all.

'Can I get your attention please', a voice calls out, belonging to someone with a clipboard, most likely a member of the staff. 'I'm sorry, but we need to ask you all to exit the building and wait outside for further instructions, thank you.'

Once we're outside we're all really quite, everyone just waiting for someone telling us to go home, to tell us we didn't make it. I sit somewhere of to the side, I don't see Lauren anymore, but she's still here somewhere. I've also spotted Dinah, which really baffles me because I can't imagine them not letting her go through to the next round, she literally blew me away with her voice. Really, if I would've stood too close I'm sure I would've fallen backwards due to the power of her voice hitting me so hard.

I guess I can get why they didn't want me, with my squeaky voice and all. But her? I don't understand that decision at all, like, what the hell?

After what feels like ages - you know like the Spongebob thingy where the narrator says something like "2000 years later" -  the same girl with the clipboard comes out behind a door and demands our attention. All conversations grow quiet.

'Alright guys, can I have your attention for a second, please? The judges asked me to call the following people back to the stage. If you hear your name, please step forward and walk back to the stage area.'

That's not what I was expecting at all. Why would they call some contestants back?

'Owen Stuart, Normani Hamilton, Lyric da Queen, Dinah Jane Hansen, Camila Cabello-'