| My heart is pounding in my chest, my head throbbing. I'm standing in a long line of people all waiting to audition for it, the thing, the x factor. Why am I here? I'm a blind girl trying to sing. Why? I can't sing for god's sake!
As I move towards the large set of double doors a group of men (clearly drunk) starts jeering at me.
"Little girly. Why are you here? Go home!"
I blushed not because I was scared of them but because I knew they were speaking truth.
"Hello. What's you're name?"
God, it's Simon Cowel! I recognise his voice! I'm on the stage, staring dumbfounded by the amount of people here. I'd stumbled on to the stage, not being able to see of course, I'm blind. I can tell the amount of people here by the amount of noise around me.
"L-L-Laura" I say.
"What are you going to sing?"
Gosh! What am I going to sing?
"Someone like you by Adelle."
"Take it away."
I have no music. Instead, I open my moth and sing.
"Never mind I'll find, someone like yoooooooouuuuuuuuu. I wish nothing but the best, for yoooooouuuuuu twoooooooo. Don't forget me, I beg. I remember, you said, 'sometimes it lets in love, but sometimes it hurts instead'."
By the second line I know something is wrong.
"Laura! That, undoubtedly, is some voice!"
Oh my god!
"Thanks," is my dimwitted response.
I, Laura, have four yesses!
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