Camila's POV
Today's the day. My whole life I dreamt of being a singer, and the first opportunity has come for me.
X Factor USA is making an audition spot in Florida.
They're including a special guest as a judge, and to be honest that's what I'm most nervous about.
As I wait in line to receive my audition number, I am shaking terribly. A few deep breaths as I step up to the table.
"Name and age." bellows a cold voice.
"Camila Cabello, 16" I stutter.
"Number 1458, walk through the red doors."
I nod, and hobble over to the door in my heels.
I step into the room, and there is all sorts of conversation. I take a seat closest to the door. After a few minutes, the person next to me speaks up.
"Helloooo? I asked your name?"
I look up to find a girl with long brunette hair in loose waves, and big, brown eyes.
"C-camila" I breathe, "and you are..?"
"Lauren. Lauren Jairegui."
"Ugh, nice to meet you. Where you from?" I say.
"Pensacola, you?"
"Miami."
We continue small talk about our hometowns, before I even notice that the line has thinned out.
"Number 1457, you're on deck." Calls the producer.
"That's me! Before I go, did you hear who the special guest judge is?!"
"No," I reply, "did you?"
"Yes." She exclaims, "only THE Harry Styles, as of One Direction!"
My heart stops. I have to sing in front of my idol?
"Wow..um. Good luck!" I call out, running a hand through my hair.
She looks back at me and smiles, pulling her shirt down further.
I am left alone, wondering how the hell I'm going to audition now.
