All I Need

The Relics are just a band, right? Pretty girls using fame to get into One Direction's head? Or are they normal teenage girls, with the same dream as One Direction? The same drive, the same love? Read on to find out more.


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4. The Audition: Mya

Mya’s POV:

I sighed slipped into my Nandos Tee, and  slid on my glasses. Today was the day I was to try out for the X-Factor…

 

       “MOM!” I called, impatiently waiting for her to unlock the car door. “Yes dear?” she asked me as she inched out of the house as slow as possible. “Mom!” I groaned, “Please just hurry or we’re going to be late!” “Fine, fine.” She said. I sighed, finally this day just got a little easier. “Mom, please tell me why you just simply had to come?” I asked her. “Because honey,” she sighed, “It’s good parenting. And I want to support you at your highest peak. And there’s the fact that you still don’t have your driver’s license…”

“Mom,” I said, I’ve said ‘Mom’ at least a hundred times, “I’m not ready, you and I know that, I just need a little more practice.” She looked at me with weary eyes. “I know you’re ready, you’re just scared.” I thought on that one, but not for long we had already arrived at the venue.

 

           I looked down at the number plastered across my stomach, 112. I’ll be here ‘till the end. “Mom, you can go I’ll call you when I’m done.” I tried desperate for her to leave. Don’t get me wrong I love my mom, but she can get a bit embarrassing. “Honey, I am not going to leave you alone for the rest of the day! Except for right now, Mommy’s gotta go tinkle!” “Mom!” I groaned. She said that so loud! I looked around the vast area where, currently, people were chatting and warming up. There seemed to be so many talented people here, how could I, a girl who has never had a singing lesson in her life, compete with these talents? The day came and went surprisingly fast. In a mere three hours a woman called Barbara, who had a really cool Australian accent, was calling numbers 111-120. My mom tried to follow me into the room with Barbara, but Barbara was very strict about her rules, no family or friends.

 

            “Okay, I’m running a tight ship ‘ere.” She spoke nicely, but had a hint of annoyance in her voice. “Everyone will follow my orders, or I guess you’re not going to audition.” People gasped in horror, one girl who looked around twelve shrieked. She laughed, Barbara that is “I’m only kidding!” she was more relaxed now, “But I still need you to follow my rules, right now though I need numbers 111 and 112.” The twelve year old nervously laughed and headed towards Barbara, along with me. “Okay girls,” she clapped her hands. “You will head straight onto that center X on the floor on the stage,” she pointed towards a black X rimmed with lime green squiggles. “You will enter from DSR or Down Stage Right, when I cue you, you will head towards that X. Just remember, have fun and do your best!” I really liked Barbara, she was actually really nice, and she looked around nineteen. Hopefully, I would see her later on in the show. That is, if I make it on…

 

          The twelve year old was amazing; better than me, but thanks to Simon and Kelly she didn’t make it on. They said she should come back in two years, just like Liam! However, he was fourteen. “And go.” Barbara said to me.” Oh, yes!” I mentally pep talked myself as I walked onto the stage. “Hello Miss,” “Mya, Mya Rions.” I spoke as loudly as a nervous wreck could. “Okay, Miss Mya what will you be singing today?” Simon asked me. “I will be singing Daylight by Maroon 5.” “Okay, whenever you’re ready!” a surprisingly quiet Demi said. “Thank you!” I said, and started to sing.

 

               “Here I am waiting, I'll have to leave soon
why am I still holding on?
We knew this day would come, we knew it all along
How did it, come so fast?
This is our last night but it's late
And I'm trying not to sleep
Cause I know, when I wake, I will have to slip away
And when the daylight comes I'll have to go
But tonight I'm gonna hold you so close
Cause in the daylight we'll be on our own
But tonight I need to hold you so close
Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa
Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa
Here I am staring at your perfection
In my arms, so beautiful
The sky is getting bright the stars are burning out
Somebody slow it down
This is way too hard, cause I know
When the sun comes up, I will leave
This is my last glance that will soon be memory
And when the daylight comes I'll have to go
But tonight I'm gonna hold you so close
Cause in the daylight we'll be on our own
But tonight I need to hold you so close
Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa
Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa

        The music stopped playing! People in the audience gasped, but listened intently  to hear what I would do. So I did what my inner singer said, and a little bit of Dori… “Just keep singing, just keep singing, singing, singing.”
 

           I never wanted to stop because I don't wanna start all over, start all over
I was afraid of the dark but now it's all that I want, all that I want, all that I want
And when the daylight comes I'll have to go
But tonight I'm gonna hold you so close
Cause in the daylight we'll be on our own
But tonight I need to hold you so close
And when the daylight comes I'll have to go
But tonight I'm gonna hold you so close
Cause in the daylight we'll be on our own
But tonight I need to hold you so close-“

 

              Simon held his hand up to signal me to stop singing. I stopped and the crowd erupted in cheers and applauds. I smiled proudly and awaited this life changing moment, hopefully, positive moment. “Well,” Simon started, “I don’t know what was going on back there… Stage crew! You need to work on your organization. But you, Mya Rions, where amazing. You are a true performer, the music stopped playing, but you didn’t, and that is what we look for in a star!” He smiled. I took it as a yes. Now it was time for Demi to speak, “I think you were absolutely perfect! It’s a yes from me, and I speak for Simon too.” Paulina and Kelly said yes too, so I was headed to Boot Camp!

 

               “Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!” My mom yelled at me from across the hall. “Mom! Shush up!” I laughed while scolding her. “You’re going to Boot Camp Mya! Simon Cowell said you were a star!” “Yeah, yeah mom. Let’s just go get some celebratory ice cream. I at least deserve that right?” I looked at her, and she looked back with a goofy grin. “Of course my darling daughter, or should I stay my shining star daughter?” she still had that stupid grin. “You shan’t.” I said laughing my head off…
 

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