Narrator's pov

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Confidence.

Something she wish she had. But for some reason she seemed to feel far better about herself just by a simple talk with that woman

Sometimes it's good to sit and listen to the words of the elderly, they have far more experiences in the world than we do And although some aren't as self aware as this woman, they still meant well

Unless it's your homophobic grandparents who think men need to work and look like Vikings while women stay at home cooking and cleaning while pregnant with five children

Then no. They need to burn. Old rug looking self-

"You'll do okay sweetie" she said, her soft and gentle hands tapped Kate's

In each smile she was a queen, in her thoughts wisdom flowed, that old heart of hers was the source of so much Kate cherished. Some search all their days to find someone so wonderful, yet Kate was blessed to learn from a master of the soul.

"Thanks, what exactly are you in the waiting room for?" she asked

"Ah they wanted someone to play a grandmother, I told them look at me. Do I look old? This body could carry me places they've never been to" The woman smiled sweetly, Kate's eyes went wide followed by a chuckle

"I'm sure you can"

"Meh, it's time for me to hang up my scripts. It's been 60 years in the world of acting for me" the woman said

"Woah" Kate gasped

"Yep, I think it's time I retire and settle down, find me a hunk and smoke what's left of my liver" She smiled, Kate couldn't contain her smile

"You're something else"

"That's what my third husband told me-"

"Oh my God" Kate laughed

"Is this your first time here?" the elderly woman asked

Kate gazed at the old woman before her. At her age she should have one foot in the grave. Her gait should be wonky with arthritic joints and eyesight failing faster than her highschool grades. Were it not for the lines in her face she'd think her sixty at the most given her sharp mind and easy motion; but they are so deep and saggy - like the skin no longer has a connection to the skull underneath.

In a photograph you'd clock her as ninety or more, and Kate thought that's where she was. It's her litheness and articulate speech that get you, an echo of youth in someone so old.

"Yeah, I'm up for the lead" Kate mumbled

"I wish you the best of luck with that" she smiled

"You know, I didn't quite catch your name?" Kate mumbled

"Pearl... Pearl Monroe" The elderly woman smiled and held her hand out, Kate politely shook it

"Kate, role call for Kate" Someone announced

All the reasons not to do this came flooding in, as if her body chemistry just sent them a blanket invitation. Kate felt the soft panic that could grow or fade depending on what she did next.

"Well, I guess that's me"

"Good Luck dear" Pearl grinned

"I'll need it" Kate sighed

The girl made her way towards the brown door with a black and gold star on it, her nerves weren't taking over her. That pep talk for Pearl was enough to keep her sane, sure it was her first time doing something like this but she's trained enough to contain herself.

Kate took a deep breath in, allowing that icy cold breath to fill her lungs before walking into the room

Her eyes immediately landed on May and another person sitting on a tall stood in front of a brown table filled with paperwork and fruits

The room was wide enough, almost bigger than her apartment combined. Kate's eyes glanced around and noticed the walls were all green. Perhaps it was a green screen room.

Plants were placed on each end of the room, all four corners were gathered by green leaves. Behind May and the man stood a video camera placed on a tripod. A short woman stood behind it with a notepad, Kate assumed it was their assistant for the day. She walked to the front of the room where a black stool was placed

"Hi I'm Kate and I will be auditioning for the part of Daisy" She smiled

May grabbed a pen and started to write down the information, she tried to remain as professional as possible but she couldn't help but give the girl a small thumbs up when her Co worker wasn't looking

"We've provided a script" the man said as he motioned to the assistant approaching Kate with a few papers in her hands

"Thank you" Kate smiled before her eyes glanced to the words

"Start from paragraph 3 and finish at 5" May smiled

Kate nodded and gripped the paper in her hands, her eyes ran through the words, quickly memorizing it. It was something she learnt to do by a teacher back in drama class, something to impress sculters.

"You are my sunshine and so it is always light in my world, there is the sweet velvety night, there is even inky and perfect black" Kate said with a bright smile

"but your friendship is a light to me that somehow grows inside my soul and shines through my own eyes. That is what a best friend can do, one who loves you" She said in a more deeper voice

"In the push and pull between the primitive drive and higher-order social mind, I resent and then love you, my friend. I am well schooled in what love is, what love is not" Kate's voice went even deeper, tears filled the rim of her eyes

May glanced at her Co worker who paid all his attention to the girl, he even look off his glaces and furrowed his brows looking at the brunette

"When the primitive drive takes the wheel it's hard to fight it, to stay what a friend should be. If I wait for the panic to subside, to feel the sadness that lives beneath my anger, to let the fear be acknowledged... then I'm in control" She said, her voice starting to crack as the salty release finally fell from her eyes

Each new drop waved a hot trail of agony as slim, bare shoulders shook in each rake of emotion through her frame. Fire of shame and anger burned just under her skin and a deep emptiness filled her heart as the sentiments brewed over and boiled past the seams she could no longer hold together.

"Sometimes, when I am not feeling good, just the thought of your name lightens my mood. I just feel content that you are there to protect me, to save me, to guard me, from any harm that will befalls me. I know you will always be there for me, to lift me up when I fall" Kate mumbled, there was an obvious pain in her voice

A pain that yearned to be heard, a pain of a grieving girl who wanted nothing more but the attention and love of her bestfriend

"Soon the feelings of love come back and I want to hold you so close. In truth, whenever the wintry rain sets in I want to run to you. Only you. Every time. Every DAMN time" She hissed, the tears ran down her cheek while her anger became more visible

There was a light in her eyes, something that burned a fuel of anger. Out of nowhere, she started to laugh hysterically. Almost as if her own body couldn't take control of the emotions she was feeling. All packed together and losing itself.

May bit her bottom lip as she tried to contain her own tears from falling from the rim of her eyes. She barely glanced at her Co worker as saw him clenching his fists, his cheeks were stained red as soft sniffles were heard. He quickly wiped her eyes with the tip of his blazer as he turned his attention to the notepad on the table, writing a few notes.

May couldn't help but smile before returning her gaze to the girl, she was more than impressed by the girl's acting but the final nail in the coffin was the fact that Kate wasn't using the script, she had memorized the words in less than 15 seconds.

"Maybe one day that'll actually happen, or perhaps you'll run to me. Either way, regardless of outward appearances, you're the only one my heart has let in" Kate finished

Her eyes then met the two directors once again, her tears stained her cheek but she held a small smile on her face as she wiped them away

The room was silent. Dead silent. The silence caressed her skin like a cool summer breeze, smoothing her soul, taking away her jagged edges. It had been one hell of a day. She could only hope that she did a good job to impress them

"That... That was... Amazing" the man said, A smile stretched across Kate's lips

"Thank you" she giggled

The man furrowed his brows and glanced at his notebook, something about his uneasiness made Kate nervous, he seemed like he had sawn a ghost

"How many more do we have?" He whispered to May

"186 more outside" She said, the man headed and glanced back at Kate

"I think you should be proud of what you've done today, we'll give you a call if anything happens" he smiled

"Thank you, thank you so much" Kate grinned

The girl stood to her feet and gave a small glance at May, mentally giving his a 'thank you' with her eyes. May smiled and nodded politely before turning back to her co worker

Happy. The one word to describe Kate's feelings right now. Happy was something that elevated the spirit, lifted one from the mire of whatever was normal.

Kate's hands gripped the doorknob for the brown door, slightly pulling it open, ready to leave the room

She had an inner happiness, one utterly independent of the outside world. She smiled like it burst from within instead of being worn like an obligation in the way others did. For she knew she had nailed it. There was nothing that was going to take away her happiness

Well the girl spoke too soon because that bright smile she had, faded into the most disgusted look the second she saw who was standing on the other end of that door.

The person on the other end didn't seem too happy to see her either, both their jaws dropped and their lips moved to speak the same words

"WHAT THE HELL IS SHE DOING HERE!?"