A Star is Born

You're trying out for your first play at the local *(color: grey)[Theater].* You're a recent college grad and you've had no luck landing gigs! Your best friend, Trish, heard about the audition through a girlfriend and she thought of you immediately. (live:7s) [ You've rehearsed tirelessly, yet you're not sure of the [[competition...]]]

[Who cares? [[You're the best!]]] [What if I'm not [[good enough?]]]

That's the SPIRIT! (live: 2s)[(goto: "Numbers")]

You're **ALWAYS** good enough! This just gives you time to perfect your craft! (live: 4s)[(goto: "competition...")]

"Alright, everyone, nice to see so many beautiful faces! If I could pick you all I would!-But since I can't let's begin!" said a stern, yet breathtaking woman. You walk over and try to get the number 5, it's always been your lucky number! "Even's to the left, odds to the right, my name is Mrs. Mattock. You've probably seen me in a couple films, commercials, and of course ***THE LION KING*!** You look down at your pamphlet and see it again **[*THE LION KING!*] **plain as day.. [[Run out and Puke]] [[Pick up your number and try to fit in]]

You frantically run out and throw up in the nearest trash can. You're embarrased and clean yourself up... You try to walk out with dignity, but its hard. You leave, embarrased, and vow to try again at the next oppoutunity, if there is one... [[A Star is Born ]]

You're next up in line. You walk down the corridor, and it leads you to a small room, and suddenly you're back in college. Everyone's looking at you, but you dont mind. It's comforting, and you open your mouth... " I will be auditioning for Nala" you say. You read the lines, almost poetically, you imagine sitting on your dads side watching lions tear at each other, and pounce their prey. And how they mourned over the deaths over their king. You open your eyes, you didn't know you shut them, everyone in the room is staring at you with admiration. "Thank you for your time" you say as you practically skip out the door. You are elated! **Thrilled!** As you walk out you realize the easy parts over, the hard part is the callback. [[The End]]

The End