21 Studio [ performing arts school ] semi-lit, open

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ｗｉｔｈ Sean ｗｈｅｒｅ The studio ｆｅｅｌｉｎｇ Nervous

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✐Ava smiled a little, "Thanks... so are you." she returned politely - although taking a slight dislike to his already big ego - as he returned to sit next to her. Know it was her time now, Ava stood - heart pounding out of her chest. She plugged her iPod and took position, on her knees, as he first few beats set in. The moments that followed seemed like they lasted a millennium as Ava performed her new and more fluid choreography. Her body movements were fast and slow to the music which was Emille Sande: That's when you feel my kind of love. Ava, trying to pour every sadness she'd ever felt into her dancing, thought back firstly to her parents - her mother. Then to her Grandparents who had cared so well for her and then now. The pressure. Ok, she wasn't full of backflips and head stands. But she had leaps and twirls. She didn't have the showmanship. But she had more emotion. The song came to an end and Ava was crouched. Slipping on her shoes, she returned to sit next to Sean.

[Sonder.]

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I located the temporary dorm, belonging to me. I called it temporary because I still had to do my official audition, apparently. That's what everyone here was meant to do. I shoved my luggage in the space under the bed, not requiring any particular materials considering I was a singer. I had the song planned. I was wearing what I thought I should. I knew where the room was. So why can't I move? I paused and took some deep breaths, locking hands and resting my wrists atop my head in a stressed position. I paced the dorm room a few times, rehearsing the lyrics and recalling the hardest parts. I began to walk with a snap of courage in my step, hoping I could convince myself that I was brave. The butterflies of fear were flitting everywhere inside me as I entered the room as directed by a guide sheet. Once I was there, I noticed quite a few others. A woman pointed me over to an available seat, and I sat without retort. The chilled surface of the chair and the air in the room was enough to make me shiver with fear.

[Kaeris]

[I'm really sorry, I can't figure out something to write with how far you guys already've gone. Dx]

[Komaniac]

(We aren't far at all. Only the dancers have gone ahead. The others are still heading towards their classroom...)

[| valhalla |]

-- Well, look for another Musician's post and maybe the two of you could interact? All we're doing is the private auditions to classify the skill level of the student.

[Kaeris]

[Who other has a musician?]

[Komaniac]

(I have)

[Kaeris]

[Adam, right?]

[aura-]

"Hello. I'm Alexander Marie Parker. I don't know why everyone wants to get to know me all the sudden but it's probably because I'm going to that fancy art school. Well yeah, I'd prefer if you called me Alex instead of Alexander. And only by Alex please. People call me Parker and I just want to punch tem square in the face. So please, call me Alex I'm eighteen years of age and my birthday is September 5. Now I'm sure most of you want to know how I even got into this fancy school. well I don't even know. I just happened to have a small glimpse of hope and send in an application and after coming back from band rehearsals I had this green envelope. And I'm sure most still want to know what I do. Well I play guitar, electric or acoustic. the drums and a little bass. Even though I'm not even that good at it. But yes, I play the drums like nobody could imagine. Most people tell me 'girls don't play drums' well you can go and suck it in a corner because I do."

"My history? I'd rather not but if you insist, I was born and raised in California by the beach. When I was about 12 my father and brother who was 15 died in a car accident. I was devastated because my brother was the one who showed me how to play the instruments I do now. That is why I'm not good at the bass because he died at the time he was teaching me. I still play it though because the bass was his before he died. So I lived with my mother until I was 16, when I could drive. she didn't support my music style which I don't under stand what was so bad about it. It was rock..not that bad right? well when I was sixteen I ran away. I found a house on the beach next to a couple of friends and I eventually formed a band. It's not that important cause we would play at small places, but It was an all girl group. I was the drummer and the other two girls were the singers and guitarists. I went to get the mail and the little green envelope came in the mail telling me I was accepted. I had completely for got about sending in the application so I wasn't as excited as I should be. After I did research I realized it was one of the best schools. I was so excited and immediately stared to pack"

"Now most probably want to know my appearance. well I have pure white hair that goes down to my middle back. but I usually keep it over my shoulder. I have a haircut that most people would call scene or emo. But please don't say that. I don't care what it is called just let me and my hair alone if you don't like it. I stand five foot seven inches. I weigh 119 pounds. And don't call me anorexic because I will slap you all the way to Alaska. and I also want to show you my legit instruments. This is my bass my brother gave me. The drums I use with my band. But I can use any drum set. doesn't really matter. I just love my drum set. I would prefer a black set though. then there is myelectric guitar I use when someone can't show up for practice. Then my acoustic guitar. I just love my acoustic. It is so pretty and..ah, I just can't get rid of it. I would always play it sitting on a towel on the beach. So I guess this is all you want to know? well if so. See ya around, I guess"

[Komaniac]

Yes))