Audition

The boy dabbed his dark pants with a paper towel and checked the bathroom wall mirror twice to make sure the stain was gone. Whatever he spilled on his pants wasn’t going to hinder his moment this afternoon. He was willing to work hard to book this event. Bravery and experience was all it really took. All the movies, TV shows, commercials, songs, and books had taught him that. His experienced, special agent had taught him that as well. This agent had also given him a heads-up that morning of where he needed to be, and he had rushed downtown ready to give the lines.

He had memorized all the lines that night before. Saying them into his own bathroom mirror, he had judged his facial ticks and mannerisms. He needed to give off a true vibe, one of a true natural human being. He had obsessively thought about finding the best way to give them. He had talked with his roommate the night before. The roommate had his own advice for owning the room, but the boy knew it was up to him and his personality at the end of the day. He obsessed about them too much, he knew, but then again, didn’t everyone like him do the same?

He walked out of the bathroom with only two mild wet spots. He tried not to think about it. He exited into the lobby of the busy fast food place he shouldn’t have eaten at beforehand and headed to the door. The place he was heading was next door, a very unlikely place to have such a confrontation. He had heard stories how the most famous people had met the people who changed their lives in these most crummiest and unlikely of places.

Not that the place was crummy, in fact, it was bustling. People his age going in and out. Are these people trying to impress similiar people? No, he figured that's just the judgement and extra gunk that has to be pushed out of the head in these situations.

He walked in the room and asked the nearest person where he was heading. The lady nodded and directed him into another room. The boy made his down the hall and at that point, he realized he should have snatched an extra towel to dab his face and forehead. This was his face time. This was his time to shine and spill his guts. Releasing everything he memorized and thought about the night before.

He entered the room and found it was perfect timing. It was his turn. He walked up to the table. Three sets of eyes stared at him up and down, taking him in, seeing if he fit the part. He knew it was time to slate. He focused his energy to the person in the middle of the table.

“Hi. Remember me from class? I was wondering if you wanna meet up later tonight to go to a movie?” he thought he remembered asking.

The girl started to smile to herself then quickly pursed her lips as if trying to express a blank reaction. Her head sank down, but her solemn blue eyes looked up at him already holding the answer.

“No hun. I’m busy tonight.”

“Okay. That’s cool. I just remembered I forgot something in my car.”

The boy nodded and smiled blankly then exited back through the sports bar as quickly as seemed natural. He was not crushed by her response, but he was already texting for advice on his next audition.