WHO: Dewi Ainsworth, Jared Montour, and the Miserable(s) students of Liberty
WHEN: October 13th, 5:00 PM
WHERE: Liberty Auditorium
WHAT: All students come prepared with any piece of music and any monologue to impress the judges and get a role in Les Misèrables that is more prestigious than "Brother #1".
NOTE: THIS THREAD WILL BE CLOSED ON FRIDAY. IF
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Lucy-Marie hadn't exactly told anyone that she was infact auditioning for a part in Les Mis and from her nervous twitching at the back of the stage it was definately showing a bit. Why had she kept it a secret? Heck- she practiced with Alfred singing... Dewi, well.
Alright, this might've been a little bit Dewi's fault because for some reason it seemed rather romantic to surprise him- And if Luce wasn't a secret romantic tsk. As the next person walked off of the stage she took a deep breath, running fingers through her hair and fixing it as she walked out under the blinding bright lights- immediately feeling the nervous fluttering in her stomach as soon as she saw the dark outline of Dewi.
"Ah... Hey guys!" she said, laughing a bit weakly. "I made it! I'm just... auditioning forever who you'll have me as!"
Yeah. Okay, it was a little untraditional and well... weird. But it's not like she actually had any idea how this acting thing worked! She sang- she even danced a little bit thanks to Alfred, but acting? It just wasn't something she had ever really dove into before. Nodding slightly, she cleared her throat and smiled nervously again.
Singing, singing she could do. "I'll be singing You Must Love Me... hope that's alright!"
Luce took a deep breath, closing her eyes and humming quietly before she started to sing along with the music as easily as breathing- And the emotions in the words were almost palitable at that. She had chosen the song for a reason, a very... Dewi centered reason.
As the song ended though the young woman swallowed hard again, opening her eyes and biting her lip. Shit. Monologue. Why'd she pick an original one? Google was an evil, evil thing.
"And... W-Well now I have an original monologue... Um," Lucy-Marie laughed a little again, adjusting her dress and breathing out slowly, forcing herself to relax. "It's about a woman, who's in love with a man- who's always been in love with him really."
Maybe the nervousness was good, maybe it suited the monologue because damn, if it wasn't everything she wanted to say. "I wanted those moments - few and far between as they were... I wanted whatever time and affection you could give me." her words were a little quiet, voice shaky as she held her hands in front of herself.
"No matter what it cost me. I felt like you found comfort in me. And maybe I wasn't your first choice, you know? But I was glad that I was somewhere on the list. I let it happen again and again, more times than I can even count," she laughed slightly and turned her head to look away, she couldn't look at Dewi, not right now.
"You wanted to keep things casual, you wanted to keep me at arm's length. It didn't matter. I love you anyway. I've seen the best and the worst of you... and I love you. I love your kindness, and your strength. I love the way you can tell me what I'm thinking. I love the way you tell a story, drawing me in. I love you for all the times you convinced me, with a stupid joke, or even just a look... to stop taking myself so seriously and just enjoy my life. Nothing could ever make me regret the way I feel about you. What I feel for you isn't a negative thing. It makes me better, it makes my life better. That's what I've been trying to say: That l-love is never wrong."
Her voice stuttered slightly near the end, cheeks heating up and a hand brushing away stray hairs from her face, glancing back at the two men's outlines and offering a weak smile. For one of the first times, she felt like she might indeed faint right there on the stage.
"H-Hope I... did alright."
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