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Lance closed his eyes and took a deep breath. This was important. He wanted this part so bad he couldn't even put it in words. Same about his excitement when he got the callback. This wasn't his first auditioin by far, but his first ever callback. If he got the part, this would be his Broadway debut. He didn't study this hard and long only to never be cast as anything. He already did two productions Off-Broadway, but this...this was the real deal. He wanted it since he was a little kid and he had never been closer to his dream than he was right now.
Then his name was called. He opened his eyes and tried not to act too nervous. He could be cool, he could be calm. But most importantly, he could do this. He practiced the heck out of this song and the scene he was asked to do. And even if he didn't get the part, he knew he'd deliver a damn good audition. He entered the room, being greeted by a lot of people. He only knew the director Coran, the casting director Axca, the choreographer Lotor and the writer Romelle, who apparently wrote the whole thing. He didn't know all the other people though, who presumeably were producers and such. He stood in front of them, keeping a relaxed posture. He had no reason to be nervous. Well, actually, he had a lot of reasons to be nervous, but if he convinced himself long enough he had none, maybe it would work. "Hello everyone", he said with a smile. "Alright, welcome back Lance. We really liked you at your first audition, that's why you're here. You know the drill, we asked you to prepare a scene and the song of the blue Paladin", Coran said and Lance nodded.
"We'll begin with the song", Romelle announced and went to the piano. Lance closed his eyes again and took another deep breath. When he signaled that he was ready, she began to play. It was an upbeat melody, a great rhythm that made you want to dance. He began to sing, keeping his voice steady as he tried not to crack. As the song got quicker, he got really into it. He loved singing with all his heart and singing this song just felt great. The quick part suddenly faded into a slower and deeper part, which he loved. It mirrored the depth of the character, his fears, his insecurities. He reminded him a lot of himself actually. He really wanted to play him, which he showed by putting every single emotion he got into the song.
When he was finished, he looked into the room, relieved as he saw everyone smiling, some even wiping their eyes. "Great, now the scene", Coran said and got out the script. Romelle did the same and moved her chair, so that she was sitting closer and right across from Lance. In this scene, the character he auditioned for had a conversation with one of the other Paladins, the green one. Romelle gave him a signal to go. He closed his eyes for a brief moment to get in the mood, then he started: "I miss earth, Pidge." A moment of silence in which the character would probably look at him. "What do you miss most about earth?", Romelle read. He sighed, rubbing his left wrist with his right hand as if he had to think about what he could say next. "Everything I guess. The blue skies, the water...Oh man I miss rain. The feeling of the water splashing against your legs when you step in a huge puddle..", he paused for a chuckle. "And the sunsets. They're one of the most beautiful things on earth." He had a huge dreamy smile on his face, imagining a sunset on Varadero beach. He really missed those. "You think so?", Romelle read and his smile turned into confusion. "You don't?" She shrugged. "I guess I never really noticed them. Spending most of the time indoors at my computer or over books, you know..." The smile reappeared on his face, a genuine, adoring smile. "Well...We both have seen things that we never dreamt of, haven't we?" They both laughed. "You know what? When this is over and we're back on earth, what do you say to eating peanut butter cookies together while watching a sunset?" She smiled. "And scene! Thank you Lance, this was amazing", she said, bubbling over with excitement. She really seemed to like it, which took a huge weight off his shoulders. As long as the others liked it too...
"Yes, this was really quite excellent Lance. We'll let you know if you get the part. It will take about a week, we're almost through with the callbacks", Coran said. Lance nodded and left, taking the deepest breath ever after he closed the door behind him. He did it. He did good. All that was left now was waiting. Oh how he hated waiting. Especially for something he couldn't control at all. Sure, they liked both his auditions, but he still couldn't be right for the part. They might still choose someone else, someone who could sing better, who could act better, who was better looking...Stop. He had to stop thinking like this. He could easily get inside his head, thinking way too negatively of himself. It got even worse when he got rejected, which he knew wasn't as much his fault as the fact that he just wasn't right for the role.
He really had to relax. He just had to wait about a week and when they wanted him, they'd call. If not, he had already found a few other shows he could audition for. Everything was going to be okay, no matter what. He didn't know if he would get the part, but he knew something: At home, his beautiful girlfriend was waiting for him and they would do fine if he got the job or not. They got through harder times and not getting a part was far more common than getting one. Besides, even if he didn't get it, the show wouldn't be out of his life, since his girlfriend had also auditioned for it, for the part of the princess. And there was no doubt she would get it. Her callback audition had been yesterday and in about a week, they would both know. Finally.
The week had finally passed. Thank God, it seemed to take forever. Like crazy people, Lance and Allura were sitting on the couch, both staring at their phones. It was just about noon, so if they called, it could be any minute. Groaning in frustration, Lance put his phone down. "They're never gonna call." Allura put a hand on his, rubbing it with her thumb in a soothing motion. "Come on babe, I'm sure you got the part. They like to take their time when it comes to things like that." He sighed. „Yeah...you're right.“
Just in this moment, Allura's phone rang. Her eyes widened and she picked up. She put on her poker face, not showing any emotion the entire call. She just answered shortly and said things like 'that's great' and 'looking foward to it' and eventually hung up. As soon as she put the phone down, she let out a cry of joy. "Lance! I got it, I got the part!" Lance grinned, hugging her as tight as he could. "Congratulations Lura. I knew you'd get it." As they separated, she looked at him in concern. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't be so excited when you still haven't got any results." He shook his head. "It's okay, you deserved it."
And then, Lance's phone went. He froze completely, staring at it. No, could that really be? It took him a few seconds to realize that he still had to pick up, so he did.
About a minute later, he hung up and looked at Allura, tears of joy in the corners of his eyes. "I got it."