The X-Factor.

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Belinda's POV:

        Breathe, Belinda. Breathe. You're just auditioning for the X-Factor in front of Simon Cowell and Paula Abdul. No biggie. I breathed in and out, knowing that I was next.

         "Belinda Corazon?!" A stressed out looking woman said, coming into the green room.

         "Yes?" I said.

         "Come with with me!"

           I followed the woman towards a red door. Strobe lights were everywhere. Before I could say anything, I heard the door slam behind me, it's loudness giving painful vibrations to my deaf left ear. I walked towards the dreaded stage that would decide if I would make it or break it. I was nervous. There are so many people....

           I turned around, hoping to make a run for it.

           "Oh come on, honey," Paula Abdul said, "Simon's not that scary."

            The audience cracked up along with me.

           "So what's your name, sweetheart?" Paula said with a welcoming smile.

           "Belinda Corazon," I said nervously, "I'm 18 years old and I've been taking college classes in jouralism since I was 16."

            "Wow, Belinda! That's some big studying! Let's see if your voice is just as big. What song are you going to sing for us today?"

             "This L-love, by Maroon 5." I said, stuttering.

             "Great! Hit it, boys!" Paula said, gesturing towards the band. I heard the first notes and immediately relaxed. I inhaled, and sang.

           "I was so high I did not recognize

The fire burning in her eyes

The chaos that controlled my mind

Whispered goodbye and she got on a plane

Never to return again

But always in my heart

This love has taken its toll on me

She said Goodbye too many times before

And her heart is breaking in front of me

I have no choice cause I won't say goodbye anymore

I tried my best to feed her appetite

Keep her coming every night

So hard to keep her satisfied

Oh!

Kept playing love like it was just a game

Pretending to feel the same

Then turn around and leave again

 This love has taken its toll on me

She said 'Goodbye' too many times before

And her heart is breaking in front of me

I have no choice cause I won't say goodbye anymore

I'll fix these broken things

Repair your broken wings

And make sure everything's alright

My pressure on your hips

Sinking my fingertips

Into every inch of you

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