The door swung open and I bounced into the room. I couldn’t believe I was actually here. Finally. My moment had arrived.
It was dark in the theatre and I stumbled a little in my excitement to get down to the stage. Four people sat along the front row, papers stacked on a table in front of them. As I passed, I glanced at the topmost paper and saw myself grinning up at the four strangers. Man, I looked good in that picture.
I climbed the steps and headed to the middle of the stage, positioning myself right under the spotlight.
“Cassie Frank?” a man asked without looking up.
“Yep, that’s me!” I shouted.
Okay, I needed to calm down a little.
“It says here you’ve been in Hairspray, Chicago, Cats, and Mamma Mia.”
It didn’t sound like a question but I answered anyway. “Yes, that’s right.”
“But always in the chorus.”
I licked my lips. “Yes.”
He peered at me over the paper. I forced myself to hold still under his gaze. The other three at the table weren’t even looking at me.
I gathered my courage, lifted my chin and said, “I’m perfect for the lead. Just listen.”