( song above is the song Anna sings later in this chapter)

Annabelle

Uncle John told me that David had phoned him up, telling him that he wanted to meet up. I didn't really want to, especially after every thing that had happened. It was Saturday now, a week since it had gone. The previous night was Mr. Callahans' funeral, and I was in a state. A mess.

I couldn't help but wonder if my parents funeral would come soon, or whether the doctors would be cruel and drag their lives out until the end. I thought that it would be better for them to just let go, but a part of me didn't want to say good bye. They were my parents. The people who I were closest to in the world. Any normal person couldn't just let them die with out feeling a bit of guilt. And that was what I felt; guilt.

And that was the exact reason why David wanted us to meet up. He wanted to discuss my other passions. He wanted to know whether or not I could act, sing or dance. Pffft. Fat chance of that. I had always felt as though I had two left feet, despite my parents saying that I was fine. My voice was mediocre, but only in the shower. And my acting was crap. I couldn't lie to save my life!

David knew that I was a bit shaken after the recent events, but he wanted to get me straight in to the business of it all. Apparently, some major people were interested in me after seeing the photos of me and Julian, people from all different kinds of departments.

And that was how I came to sitting in a theatre with David, ready to talk about my future. He wanted to see what I could do. He had brung in a well know choreographer, and expert singing coach, the director of many recent films and of course him self. Him self as he was my agent, and to test my modelling ability.

"Alright then, darling. Lets start off seeing your dancing ability. Seeing as you think that is what you are worst at" David sighed, looking down at his secretive clip board. He had been scribbling away all kinds of notes down on it, and I was interested in what they were saying. But there was clearly a fat chance of me knowing, as he never put it down. 

Curiosity killed the cat, after all.

*****

After what felt like hours of tourture, we watched the final result of a short dance I had learned back on the screen. David had insisted on filming it, in case we needed it for future reference. But when we were looking back at it, I wasn't half bad. It was quite decent, actually. David said with a little more work, it could sprout in to some thing new. Some thing better.

Next up was the singing. The fat women in front of me, Christine, had tried to get me to sing songs in several different categories, but I apparently "hadn't found the right one yet". But eventually, she let me choose a song that I liked... and it went well, actually. I sang "She used to be mine", which was about a girl who had lost her self and had been left heart broken by a man that she thought had loved her. I felt as though the song related to me deeply...

Except for the part where shes pregnant.

"Darling, that was just excellent! I think we actually might be on to some thing here" David had claimed. I was actually surprising my self here! At this rate, I was going to turn in to one of those cliche characters that is good at every thing and every body likes. Oh how I wish that was the case. 

The last part of the day was acting, as David had already decided that I was good at my modeling. Although really, I wasn't. It was Julian who put me in to those poses. Julian who looked good in the photos. Julian that was hot, and model ready.

For my acting, I was give a short monologue from a play I had never heard of, but it included crying. It was about a girl who had just found out her husband had just died. Of course, I didn't really relate to this piece. But I sure did have a lot of emotions bottled up, so I was able to let out all of my tears whilst reciting the words. I think my crying hid the fact that I wasn't actually that good, but they seemed to love it all the same. 

"Don't fret, darling" David had said as we were packing up that evening. "By the time I'm done with you, every one will know the name 'Annabelle Foster'". 

*****

"Shut up!" Kim told me as i called her. Well, she actually called me, but about my day. I had told her that they actually thought that I was alright. I couldn't actually believe it my self. It wasn't like I was actually that good or anything; I was just mediocre. 

Just me.

"Lucy will freak when she hears this. And not in a good way" Kim muttered down the phone, clearly warning me not to tell her. As much as I loved Lucy to bits, she could be a bit.... self important.  And her and Kim clearly weren't the closest friends. I think its just because their boy friends' are mates that they were pushed in to the same group. "Never the less, your going to be famous! Anna, make sure you thank me as your best friend when you win a grammy!" I laughed as she demanded this. 

I didn't actually want to be famous, and I doubted that I would get any where close to it. But I wasn't going to give up this chance of a life time over me being stubborn. Besides; my mum had always wanted me to take some thing like this up.

And I was going to make her proud.

*****

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In this chapter, you may be thinking that this is a little far fetched, and I completely agree with you. But this could happen in real life, and it does tie in with the rest of the story line a lot.

Question of the day: Do you want me to add pictures of the cast, or just leave it to your imaginations?

Mia x

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