freckle faced guy waving at with a grin. “And Sarah, Ryker’s agent.” A raven haired woman in a silk scarf over a stark white shirt and pencil skirt waved to her with disinterest. Grant took his seat beside her, leaving one conspicuously empty at the end. He noticed her glance at the seat and smiled apologetically. “Jace is on an important phone call. He assured me he had seen enough of your performance last night to make his decision. This is for myself and Sarah.”
“Oh, alright.”
“Have you prepared a song for us?”
“Yes.”
“Can you give the music to David, please?”
“Of course.”
Greer brought the sheet music to David and grinned nervously at him. He took the sheets without looking at her, immediately placing his fingers on the keys and waiting for his signal to begin. She swallowed her nerves and took the center of the room, reminding herself to breathe. She could do this. She’d already done it. She’d auditioned for Rendezvous and gotten the part. Jace had already heard her sing and she assumed that because she was here at all that he liked what he heard. Did his agent and assistant have that much say over what he wanted? She had no idea.
She nodded to David and he began to play her selection. It was Chandelier by Sia. It showcased her ability to sing deeply while also reaching high heights. She closed her eyes and put her heart and soul into the song, letting the lyrics settle into her the way she always did. Letting them resonate in her body and express the feelings she never said out loud. That feeling of falling away from herself. Of shame. Of desperation and a rudderless wandering that came of never having a true home.
When she was finished, when David had played the final note, she opened her eyes and breathed heavily from the exertion. She scanned the faces in the room and found nothing at all from Sarah, but David and Grant were smiling broadly.
“Powerful,” David told Grant.
“No shit,” he agreed, not taking his eyes off Greer. “Did you audition for the lead with Rendezvous ?”
“Yeah,” she confirmed, shrugging. “I didn’t fit the part.”
Grant laughed. “Who does? It’s compiled of about six women, isn’t it? Different women throughout history?”
“Seven.”
“Voice like yours, you should have been a lock.”
“I was up against Eve Sanders. I didn’t have a prayer.”
“And when she left the show? You didn’t take her place? I saw the girl who was Eve’s understudy – Anna – and she doesn’t have your presence. How did she get that slot and not you?”
Greer shifted, glancing at the empty chair again. “The lead and I… he and I are friends. It was awkward when we did the love scenes. It never clicked.”
“We saw him earlier today, didn’t we?” Grant asked, lifting the papers off his clipboard to find Cameron’s information. “He was good. Wasn’t he Sarah?”
“He was hot,” she replied, sounding bored.
“Any opinions on Greer?”
Sarah looked her up and down before picking up her phone. “She’s pretty. She’ll look good on camera.”
“She can dance too,” he told her, sounding a little annoyed. “And sing, in case you missed it.”
“Cool.”
Grant shook his head before turning back to Greer with a grin. “Thanks for coming, hon. We’ve got a couple more auditions today and we’ll be calling people tonight.” He rose from his chair, coming around to shake her hand. “I’ll walk you out.”
“Oh, that’s okay. I can find my way.” She smiled and waved to David and Sarah. “Bye. Thank you so much for the opportunity.”
They waved back and Grant showed her to the door. When he closed it behind her she walked quickly to the end of the hall and stopped to take several deep breaths and calm her racing heart, resting her head against the cold window. She was looking down into the street below. Into an ally, probably somebody’s home.
She’d lived in worse.
“How’d it go?”
Greer’s head
“Oh, alright.”
“Have you prepared a song for us?”
“Yes.”
“Can you give the music to David, please?”
“Of course.”
Greer brought the sheet music to David and grinned nervously at him. He took the sheets without looking at her, immediately placing his fingers on the keys and waiting for his signal to begin. She swallowed her nerves and took the center of the room, reminding herself to breathe. She could do this. She’d already done it. She’d auditioned for Rendezvous and gotten the part. Jace had already heard her sing and she assumed that because she was here at all that he liked what he heard. Did his agent and assistant have that much say over what he wanted? She had no idea.
She nodded to David and he began to play her selection. It was Chandelier by Sia. It showcased her ability to sing deeply while also reaching high heights. She closed her eyes and put her heart and soul into the song, letting the lyrics settle into her the way she always did. Letting them resonate in her body and express the feelings she never said out loud. That feeling of falling away from herself. Of shame. Of desperation and a rudderless wandering that came of never having a true home.
When she was finished, when David had played the final note, she opened her eyes and breathed heavily from the exertion. She scanned the faces in the room and found nothing at all from Sarah, but David and Grant were smiling broadly.
“Powerful,” David told Grant.
“No shit,” he agreed, not taking his eyes off Greer. “Did you audition for the lead with Rendezvous ?”
“Yeah,” she confirmed, shrugging. “I didn’t fit the part.”
Grant laughed. “Who does? It’s compiled of about six women, isn’t it? Different women throughout history?”
“Seven.”
“Voice like yours, you should have been a lock.”
“I was up against Eve Sanders. I didn’t have a prayer.”
“And when she left the show? You didn’t take her place? I saw the girl who was Eve’s understudy – Anna – and she doesn’t have your presence. How did she get that slot and not you?”
Greer shifted, glancing at the empty chair again. “The lead and I… he and I are friends. It was awkward when we did the love scenes. It never clicked.”
“We saw him earlier today, didn’t we?” Grant asked, lifting the papers off his clipboard to find Cameron’s information. “He was good. Wasn’t he Sarah?”
“He was hot,” she replied, sounding bored.
“Any opinions on Greer?”
Sarah looked her up and down before picking up her phone. “She’s pretty. She’ll look good on camera.”
“She can dance too,” he told her, sounding a little annoyed. “And sing, in case you missed it.”
“Cool.”
Grant shook his head before turning back to Greer with a grin. “Thanks for coming, hon. We’ve got a couple more auditions today and we’ll be calling people tonight.” He rose from his chair, coming around to shake her hand. “I’ll walk you out.”
“Oh, that’s okay. I can find my way.” She smiled and waved to David and Sarah. “Bye. Thank you so much for the opportunity.”
They waved back and Grant showed her to the door. When he closed it behind her she walked quickly to the end of the hall and stopped to take several deep breaths and calm her racing heart, resting her head against the cold window. She was looking down into the street below. Into an ally, probably somebody’s home.
She’d lived in worse.
“How’d it go?”
Greer’s head
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