Chapter 5

            Audition day

            Amelia's P. O. V

    It was a Hall, with a stage with lots of people in it, and they were staring at my direction. I looked around and saw there were other contestants with me. I saw my best friend Mabel at the audience and Terrance. Then there was Ryan, he looked worried and a bit scared and for some reason, it seemed to scare me. I had a pretty dress with me and it seemed the judges were pleased with it. They asked me to come with my dress to exchange it for a award and cash prize. I was feeling really excited. I began walking to get my prize and a handshake when something stopped me. 

     Actually it was someone. And she was dragging my dress with me. She kept screaming “ give me that! Give me that! You can't win, you musn't" we kept dragging the dress, and even though I couldn't see her face clearly I knew she was dangerous. Everyone had stood up and was watching our little drama. I was almost succeeding in taking the dress from her when someone spoke up.

  “ STOP!! And give the dress to her you little skunk". I froze, I would recognize that voice  anywhere. It was my dad! But what was he doing here? And why did he ask me to give the dress to this unknown person. I looked at the unknown person dragging the dress with me and even though I couldn't see her face I knew she was smiling. Something gnawed at my stomach and I felt like throwing up. He walked up to me and snatched the dress from me.

  “ no, don't do this" my voice came out in a croaky whisper. I was already crying and from the corner I saw Ryan too.

  “ you will never win. I'll make sure you don't. You won't ever win. EVER!!" He yelled. It was the last thing I heard before I felt myself falling. I lost...... Everything.

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   I woke up. So it was all a dream, it some how felt real. Sitting up on my bed, I thought of the dream I had, who was that unknown person dragging my dress with me and why was my dad there? Besides why did I even see Ryan in it? This was just a few of all the questions I had but I couldn't answer any. Maybe because I've been thinking of the auditions a lot that's why, I reasoned.

   Speaking of which, the auditions is today. Oh my gosh am so excited, but first I have to visit madam Truffaut store. She called me last night saying she had work for me to do. I checked my bedside clock. It was 6.32 am. Great, I better hurry up before madam Truffaut deducts from my pay again. I got out of my bed and began my morning duties..

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          Ryan's P. O. V

  It was morning and I was getting ready for the auditions. I was wearing my jacket when my phone rang. I picked it up and saw it was my childhood friend Carl.

📞 hey man what's up.

📞 I'm cool man. How are you doing?

📞  Fine everything good.

📞 Preparing for the auditions?

📞 yeah. I'm part of the judges remember?

📞. You should be. By the way I heard what happened to you at the party. Did a waitress really Pour drink on you? 

📞 yeah. It was crazy though. But a good thing however. If it wasn't for her, I probably would never have left the party and then they would have begun really annoying questions.

📞 thats true.

    Carl became quiet at the other side so i spoke up 

📞 hey Carl, whats wrong? You suddenly became really quiet.

📞 Ryan you know you dont have to do this if you dont want to. Why putting yourself into so much heartache when you know it can avoid  easily?

   I sighed. It was this talk again.

📞 you know I don't have a choice

📞 of course you do. You can end this if you don't want to

📞 I'll call you later Carl. Need to go. 

📞 I know you're trying to evade this topic but I'll let you go anyway.

📞 sorry man

📞 its fine. Really.

    Carl hung up. I sighed. I know he's trying to help me but he doesn't seem to understand that my hands are tied already. He was even the one who suggested this contest so I could get my head off things. Wearing my wristwatch, I was fully ready. I took my phone and car keys and got out of my apartment. Time to fish some young fashion designer.

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                  Amelia's P. O. V

   I rushed out of my room as I was already late for work and I couldn't wait any longer. I met Mabel applying stuffs on her face. It was Saturday so she doesn't have anything doing, that doesn't apply to me however. 

  “ oh... Good morning Amy. Going to work?" She asked in between application of clay.

  “ yeah.... Mrs Truffaut called. Said I should meet her at work today".

  She turned to look at me. “ what about the auditions? " she asked impulsively. I was already at the kitchen gobbling up some bread. “ I'll go when am done with Mrs Truffaut " I replied between bites.

  “ yeah , whatever " she muttered.

    Gulping down a glass of water, I got out of the kitchen. “ bye Mabel, see you later" I said as I bent to pick up my files.

  “ bye Amy"

   I got out of the house and started walking down the street. I had better hurry. On my way to the bus stop I saw Terrance coming towards me. He seemed as if he was coming to see me or something. I waved my hands.

 He saw it and began walking towards me. When he got to me he smiled that cute smile of his. 

    “ hey, " I greeted. 

“ Hi "

    “ what are you doing here?" I asked. He scratched his hair. “ I.... uhmm... Wanted to see you at home, but it seems you're on your way to somewhere" he concluded.

  “ yeah.... Am actually going to miss Truffaut store... You know it right?"  I told him.

  “ yeah I do.... Can I tag along?" He asked.

 “ actually you can... I might need an helping hand, besides Mrs Truffaut won't refuse anyway as long as she doesn't have to pay " I informed. That actually got Terrance laughing and I joined in too.

   “ we had better hurry then.... Cause we're already late "  I said and we started walking really fast.

    We got to the bus stop when the bus was just arriving. I got in first, then Terrance followed. 

  “let me help you with that" he said, gesturing for the files on my hand as I searched for where we both sit.

   “ oh.. Thanks"

 “ whats this?" He asked later on when we already sat down and the bus moving.

 “ actually, it's a form. I'll be going for auditions later on today" I explained.

 “ wow.. Seems like you got today all planned out" he muttered. I just smiled.

    

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     Arriving at the bus stop. We got down and  began walking to Mrs Truffaut store. We arrived there soon and we both walked in. We both coughed at the scent of new fabric. True there were lots of new fabric and materials that needed sorting. It was in a vast amount. I sighed and glanced at Terrance. This was why Mrs Truffaut called me. 

     Mrs Truffaut appeared later on and we greeted her.

  “ who is this?" She asked after hearing at Terrance who bent his head a little.

  “ he is a friend ma'am. He wants to help me out" I quickly explained.

   “ that's true" Terrance added.

 “ I see... But am not sharing any money" she quickly grunted.

  “ he isn't here for the pay" I put in.

  “ whatever, get to work already" she said before disappearing to her office again.

     When she left, Terrance turned to look at me. “ is this what you go through everyday?" He asked in disbelief.

  “ yeah.. And we better hurry. Mrs Truffaut doesn't like delay" I explained and began shifting to one batch of the clothes.

  Terrance just shrugged. I chuckled. Time to get to work.

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   After very long hours of work, we were finally done sorting out the fabrics. Me and Terrance both sat on the customer chairs trying to get some rest.

  “ to be honest Terrance.... Thanks for coming along with me.. I would still be here if it wasn't for you"

  “ no biggie, I was glad to help anyways" he replied.

   I hit him playfully in his arms. “awwn.. Thanks. You're a great friend" I said.

 “ yeah..  Whatever " he muttered back.

 I chuckled. I stayed there a bit longer until Terrance spoke up. “ aren't you going somewhere later today " he asked.

  “ no I don't have any........ OH MY GOSH! I TOTALLY FORGOT ABOUT THE AUDITIONS!! " I exclaimed standing up.

  “whats the time?" I asked hurrying to take my bag.

 “ it's quite late... If I were you I would hurry"  he said.

  I quickly picked the form and tied up my hair.

 “ when Mrs Truffaut comes out, please tell her I already left" I quickly said.

 “ok" he muttered confused.

 “thanks" I said as I ran out of Mrs Truffaut to the bus stop. I was running really fast and people around me thought I was crazy.

  Oh God.. I just hope I'll get there on time. Else Mabel will kill me.