hanging open still.
"Either tonight. Or we find someone else. We don't have time to prepare with the shows we produce. This isn't up for negotiation."
It still struck Maddie at the suddenness of the moving that she needs to do practically at the drop of a hat. But this was the chance of a lifetime, she reasoned. She passed. All of her hard work. All of her dedication. All of it led up to this very moment, and she needed to take this opportunity, because it would never come to her again she reasoned. Nodding her head as she replied. Now no longer nervous, or dumbfounded in her train of thought, all of which was replaced with her resolve now to continue on. This was her opportunity, and she was not going to lose it. "Of course sir. Give me the address, and that ticket and I can leave in the next few hours. I just need to go home and pack and I'll be ready to leave."
"Excellent. Come on down here Ms. Johnson."
And so she went down. Her head held high.
The height of surprise early on had numbed her to the realities of her situation. Basking in jealous admiration, she couldn't help but consider herself lucky in fortune as she returned to the back room where the other girls had been and had watched her performance. She could almost feel them looking at her. Their stares a mixture of admiration, jealousy, envy, anger, and even on some level, hatred. To the other girls, no doubt, they view her as competition that has to be eliminated, and who needs to be the standard to surpass. All of them collectively thinking at the same time, though unaware they were doing so, that if they did better than her, the judges in the seats would recall her, and give that ticket to them to take her place instead. After all, there were still near 30 girls who needed to be seen. How could they possibly know if she was exactly the one that should have been chosen?
All of these thoughts alone raced through Maddie's mind as well, despite being the lucky one to have won the audition. What if they had made a mistake? What if she got there to Chicago, and they told her it was a cruel mistake? She had been taken advantage of before, in both love and other such. She knows fully well how deeply cruel people can be, especially if they don't have an invested interest in your well being at all. And even then, it's a gamble. What if one of the other girls took her place? While she was confident when she took the address from Mr. Thelaman, the male judge in the seats, she wasn't so confident when left to her own mind and her own insecurities. Quickly, she changed in the locker room in the back that the actors tended to use as a makeup room, replacing leggings with loose jeans, bare feet with socks and sneakers, and deciding her top was enough to suffice, she hurried to the door to leave, intent on packing quickly before anyone took the time to change their mind, not wanting to give anyone that satisfaction at all.
However on the quick ride home through the public transportation that the town offered, her mind changed between all sorts of other thoughts. What about this small town? She grew up here. It was her home. Everyone she knew, and everyone she cared about was here. Her Mother, her Father, her friends. Jordan. All of them. Her parents she can see them beaming with pride. Her father having been the one to front the money originally when she was just a child for dance lessons, and her Mother encouraging her. Their strength is what led to her strength of character, enabling her to make decisions on her own and how she decides she wants to live. But, what about Jordan? How does she tell the news to him? While she no doubt believes that he would be genuinely happy with her having won this audition. At the same time, he's always felt, but never said, that he'll miss her when she leaves and be devastated by it as well. He's never said so, because he's wanted what was best for her, but she knew deep down, if she left. He'll be
"Either tonight. Or we find someone else. We don't have time to prepare with the shows we produce. This isn't up for negotiation."
It still struck Maddie at the suddenness of the moving that she needs to do practically at the drop of a hat. But this was the chance of a lifetime, she reasoned. She passed. All of her hard work. All of her dedication. All of it led up to this very moment, and she needed to take this opportunity, because it would never come to her again she reasoned. Nodding her head as she replied. Now no longer nervous, or dumbfounded in her train of thought, all of which was replaced with her resolve now to continue on. This was her opportunity, and she was not going to lose it. "Of course sir. Give me the address, and that ticket and I can leave in the next few hours. I just need to go home and pack and I'll be ready to leave."
"Excellent. Come on down here Ms. Johnson."
And so she went down. Her head held high.
The height of surprise early on had numbed her to the realities of her situation. Basking in jealous admiration, she couldn't help but consider herself lucky in fortune as she returned to the back room where the other girls had been and had watched her performance. She could almost feel them looking at her. Their stares a mixture of admiration, jealousy, envy, anger, and even on some level, hatred. To the other girls, no doubt, they view her as competition that has to be eliminated, and who needs to be the standard to surpass. All of them collectively thinking at the same time, though unaware they were doing so, that if they did better than her, the judges in the seats would recall her, and give that ticket to them to take her place instead. After all, there were still near 30 girls who needed to be seen. How could they possibly know if she was exactly the one that should have been chosen?
All of these thoughts alone raced through Maddie's mind as well, despite being the lucky one to have won the audition. What if they had made a mistake? What if she got there to Chicago, and they told her it was a cruel mistake? She had been taken advantage of before, in both love and other such. She knows fully well how deeply cruel people can be, especially if they don't have an invested interest in your well being at all. And even then, it's a gamble. What if one of the other girls took her place? While she was confident when she took the address from Mr. Thelaman, the male judge in the seats, she wasn't so confident when left to her own mind and her own insecurities. Quickly, she changed in the locker room in the back that the actors tended to use as a makeup room, replacing leggings with loose jeans, bare feet with socks and sneakers, and deciding her top was enough to suffice, she hurried to the door to leave, intent on packing quickly before anyone took the time to change their mind, not wanting to give anyone that satisfaction at all.
However on the quick ride home through the public transportation that the town offered, her mind changed between all sorts of other thoughts. What about this small town? She grew up here. It was her home. Everyone she knew, and everyone she cared about was here. Her Mother, her Father, her friends. Jordan. All of them. Her parents she can see them beaming with pride. Her father having been the one to front the money originally when she was just a child for dance lessons, and her Mother encouraging her. Their strength is what led to her strength of character, enabling her to make decisions on her own and how she decides she wants to live. But, what about Jordan? How does she tell the news to him? While she no doubt believes that he would be genuinely happy with her having won this audition. At the same time, he's always felt, but never said, that he'll miss her when she leaves and be devastated by it as well. He's never said so, because he's wanted what was best for her, but she knew deep down, if she left. He'll be
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