It Started in London

London, 2010. Anna has finally decided to try out for the X Factor after lond discussing with her friends. She does really well until the accident. Anna is forced to quit X Factor and take care of her constantly drunk step-father instead. She thinks that nothing good will ever happen in her life anymore until he pops up out of the blue. The one and only, Niall James Horan, the sweet Irish boy from the X Factor with the angel-like voice. Was she wrong about nothing good happening again?

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6. Chapter 4

           --March, the X Factor Audition--

When I had told my parents about the X Factor, well, they freaked. My mum at least. My dad was once again, completely drunk, and didn't even seam to here what I said. He has a serious drinking problem and technically spends his day at the pub near to our place. I had to make it up to them by bringing in the income for 4 weeks, while my mum took the time to recover from her 15 hour job. Yes, it was sooooo relaxing for me too. *cough* 

I snap back to reality when Sophia poked my side. "Hey, you're almost up! You ready?"

I shuddered at the thought of standing on stage in front of thousands of people, watching me live, through the TV, and soon, youtube; that is, if I come through. I was rehearsing my song over and over again in my head when I got pulled up to the backstage by a guy who was very talkative. He asked me at least three gazillion questions, which really pissed me off, because I don't like telling strangers much about me, and here, well, I didn't have a choice. 

"Enough of questions. Anna, you're up in sixty seconds. It was nice to meet you and you're lovely friends here, and I wish you very much luck!"

I didn't know what to answer but smile. I nodded to my self, telling my self to do my very best, and not to disappoint my family, Sophia, and Samira. I took a deep breath, watching a girl get rejected by all judges and run of the stage cursing and crying. I shook my head; this is going to be terrible. Hell, Anna, what have you gotten your self into?!

"Whats you're name?" Cheryl asked me.

"Anna Tiptoli" I answered, trying my best to act casual.

She just smiled at me and scribbled something down on the paper that lay in front of her.

"What are you going to sing for us Anna?" Simon asked barely looking up from his hands. Psht, little disrespectful twit. I'm also human you know! Not some performing monkey! I could use some nice, kind hearted attention up here! I pushed the thoughts away.

"Titanium from Sia and David Guetta. I made it into my own version though." I smiled to my self, proud that I sounded so comfortable and confident.

"Well then, when you are ready!" Simon said, focussing his gaze on me.

I choked down on last deep breath and let my voice free its self and just sang with my mind somewhere anywhere but on the competition. I guess thats one other thing about me. I lose my self when I sing. And I mean every word. 

You shout it loud, but I can't hear a word you say

I'm talking loud, not saying much

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