Minutes and minutes… and minutes past. Still waiting for my turn to audition for the sequel everyone won't shut up about.
Yeah, well… the show is indeed a prestigious one, enough to make me wait this long but the expression of the auditioners done with theirs is a little discouraging.
I watch another auditioner sitting two persons away get called in for her turn. In a matter of time it will be mine as well.
Making it to the final call back could mean that the casting directors liked me well enough or… they wanted to see how well the step daughter of a wealthy business man can pull off a competitive audition with no acting resume.
No no, i won't be a kill joy today, getting this far still counts. I am made for this.
I hear a loud cough from the girl sitting beside me, she looks around my age and old enough to know not to disturb a public space.
I turn toward her, forcing a smile up my face. "Can you please cover your mouth?"
"Why? You own the building?"
"You don't look like you do as well," i respond, holding on the forced smile like my life depends on it.
"Yeah whatever, geez"
I heave, closing my eyes. God not today.
Thankfully, my vibrates incidating a call. It breaks the unnecessary tension.
[Caller: my freaky clarke]
I answer, lowering my voice. "Hey baby."
"Benny bun! Did you nail the audition?"
I giggle softly, twirling my hair. "chill… it's almost my turn, I will call you when i am done ok?"
"Wait wait, i am here too," another familiar voice echoes from the caller.
"Gabby? Where did you both go?" I ask
"Errands, errands…"
I scoff, flipping my hair to the back. "Yeah, sure. Save me details."
"Should we get you something? Snacks maybe?" gabby asks. "We could stop by and pick you up. You know after you have nailed the audition."
"But my driver…"
"Ditch that dude, we are picking you up. Text us the location."
"You can't just…"
They end the call.
There's no helping it.
The girl beside me, finally gets called in for her turn to auditon.
Good ridiance.
I scroll through my contacts, spot my driver's number and dial it. Few seconds pass, he finally picks up his phone.
"Good afternoon, Miss Marcel. How may I serve my madam."
"We will not be leaving together as scheduled. My friends will drop me home."
"Understood madam, please stay safe."
"I will, bye." I hang up.
My phone rings again.
What now?
#[Caller: Alexandra]#
Makes me wonder what my sister could possibly want.
"Hello?"
"A client will arrive at the mansion this evening, I need you to attend to him. My hands are full, my personal assistant is quite busy."
"Good day to you as well Alex. Also save your precious breath, it's not happening."
"What do you mean by that?" Alex's tone becomes weighted, "Benitova, tell me where you are right now."
"Somewhere prestigious, sorting out my future since you have yours all figured out, Alexandra."
"Hard to believe. You better not be involving yourself into something crazy. We are still in the middle of the mess you caused last month. And you haven't wasted time jumping into another one."
"Aww… you will still do, again and again and…"
She hangs up.
I put my phone back into my purse. Quietly, I massage my temples.
"Oh right, the girls."
I take it out again.
The girl before me steps out of the audition room.
"Benitova Marcel," my heart skips.
Finally my name is called.
Quickly I text my friends the casting location, I do the sign of the cross, kiss my fingers and head into the room.
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