I Have What It Takes

My name is Dani. I'm 13 years old. The crowd roars with aplause as I step on to the stage. I'm only 13. It seems like I have come so far. What if it all ends in dissapointment. After all I am not suppost to be here. My fiingers instinctivly wrap around the microphone. I take a deep breath. This is the X-factor finals.
(This is for the M-Factor competition)


4. Just the begining

"For many of you, this will be the end, as for the rest, this will be just the begining." Simon said. "Now, for this first part, we want to hear a short song acapella." He explained. "Starting with you." He pointed to the woman all the way on the left.

One by one they went down the line of people. Some sounded amazing. Some were simply ok. And some just messed up completly. At this point anything could happen to me.

I waited about 10 minutes until they reached Ethan. It had just occured to me that I had not heard Ethan sing yet. Infact, I had only just met him. But somehow, if we both made it through boot camp, I knew we would stick together.

As Etahn began, Simon leaned back in his seat and sipped a bit of his pepsi.

"I'm at a payphone, trying to call home, all of my change I spent on you." I looked at him. There it was, his smile. He sang with confidence. A fiew verses later, Simon asked him to stop. It was my turn. I take a step forward and present myself as best I can. I quickly pick a song and begin.

"Made a wrong turn, once or twice, dug my way out blood and fire."  I glanced at Simon. I expected to see the kind smile he had the day of the auditions, but it wasn't there. He stared at me intently. This was serious, now he had had similar auditions to mine, with a lot of these people. Now, I wasn't that special girl standing on the stage alone. Now, I was just Dani, standing in the middle of a crowd. Still, the thought made me nervous.

"Bad decisions, that's alright, welcome to my silly life." I sang as best I could. I looked at Ethan. He heald a thumbs up and his smile. He gestured for me to keep going.

"Mistreated, Misplaced, Misunderstood, Miss 'no way it's all good'. It didn't slow me down." I was getting to the chorus. The best part, the strongest part. This could maybe be the song that keeps me in the X factor or not. The chorus. That's what matters right now.

"Mistaken, always second guessing. Underestimated, look I'm still around." I sang. I opened my mouth just about to sing the chorus, when I see Simon's hand go up.

I stop.

He leans back in his chair, and sips some more Pepsi. He scribbles some notes on a sheet of paper laying infront of him. Then he moves on to the next person.

That was it.

That was the end of the first round. I hadn't even gotten to the chorus. 

Yet, something inside me said I was safe.

For now.



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