Wrong Number M.C

Twenty Two

(Audio& outfit is attached)

Ariana's POV

*two days later*

I couldn't focus during rehearsals at all since the first show where I heard that Michael had a new girlfriend. Did he just break up with me for this other girl? Was I not good enough?.

"Ariana. What's going on with you? You were perfect during your first performance! What happened?" Mr Bowler asked.

"I just- I don't know. I'm sorry" I sighed and tapped my fingers on the piano.

"Let's go again!" He yelled and I lifted my weight up to sit on top of the piano.

I took the microphone up off the stand and began too sing.

Once I had finished rehearsals I was feeling better because I had finally gotten the song right and I hope that it goes well tonight because I can't lose this job, I need the money and I love to sing.

I had written this song with Michael in mind and it makes me sad every time I sing it. I almost cried in the first rehearsal today, I just miss him so much I thought that we were meant to be together but clearly I was wrong.

Logan hugged me as I felt tears brimming my eyes again. Michael really was my everything. Did he not love me the way that he said he did? If he really did love me he'd be anything but fine right now.

I hope he's happy with his new girlfriend, who I found out was a model. She's skinnier, prettier and could probably give him more than I could.

Tonight was important because Mr Bowler had mentioned that people from a record label were going to be in the audience and I was nervous. I just needed not to cry and I needed to be able to get through the evening without thinking of Michael.

I walked into my dressing room and greeted Michelle with a smile. I looked over at my white outfit and sparkly white heels waiting beneath it. Michelle helped me to get it on and she adjusted the skirt. She quickly shoved me into the chair as she began to do my makeup.

Once my hair was straightened, she tied it up and wrapped a strand of hair around the hair tie that was holding my light brown hair up. I felt like a princess when my feet slipped into the sparkly heels.

I put my charm bracelet onto my wrist and did a few vocal warmups before repeating the song from rehearsal.

Luckily, everything went perfect. I didn't cry and my mind stayed clear from unwanted thoughts such as Michael and how quickly he had moved on. Logan congratulated me on a good performance and I kept my arms wrapped him longer than I would have done before, I guess I just needed to be comforted.

Two figures approached me, one female and one male. The female had sandy blonde hair that cascaded past her shoulders and reached her torso. Her hazel eyes reminded me of Ashton although she wasn't a six foot dork.

The male had jet black hair which was quiffed at the front. His eyes were dark brown and his smile was almost non existent. The female clutched her files to her chest as her partner began to speak.

"That was brilliant. Well done Miss Irwin" I thanked him and gave them both a small smile.

"We would like to give you an opportunity in the recording business, does that sound good?" I nodded unable to trust my own voice right now.

Internally I was literally screaming and I could barely contain my excitement. It was happening, my dream was coming true. Finally!.