Prologue (1/1)

All around me teenagers. Girls fixing their make-up, boys practicing while some just having a small talk. Me, just staring at them. Was I really going to do this? Am I capable? Was this worth leaving home? I neaver thought it would be so nerve wrecking. All of these singles girls had the body, the face. Everything perfect! Me, just normal.  Soon a lady entered the hall. the boys gave a load roar, who wouldn't! She had straight hair, lupcious lips and who could forget the perfect S-line. She put her right hand up and signaled the workers to close the door."So you know why your here right. Let it begin!," She clapped her hands together and her lips formed a smile. A wicked smile. "Make two colomns, left girls, right boys. In 5 seconds. 1,2.." as soon as the countdown began everybody ran to their side, me on the other hand a little confused. I followed this random girl with black wavy hair. Wow! Wavy while me stuck with straight. One by one we all got numbers, I got 66. Looks like I go later. She appeared again and this time with a bowl with papers in it. "Sorry kids, I'm not going number wise but I'm going to pick out a paper and the number which is in it will have to go. Okay? good." She rolled her left sleeve and dug her hand into the bowl, she fiddled a bit and took out a paper. "Ah! Number 66! Number 66! Your up!." She waved the paper as she called out the number. I looked up and prayed to God that this goes well. I held my head high and pushed open the brown doors. The last thing I heard before entering wass, "Let the auditions begin!"