I couldn't help but feel the intense surroundings, all these people were desperate to get in. while I was more of a 'I can just quit after If i get selected' type performance. Hayate looked really nervous. I guess having a cousin being the best CX co Idol ever is something to be nervous about.
"Are you nervous?"
"Do I look it?" she replies, looking up and jittering.
"You don't look that nervous."
That is kind of a hard one. I can't just put the credit that the training was that good. Maybe it was, maybe it wasn't.
"I have this drink that makes you good at singing," I say kind of lying.
"I have a spare one in my bag so you can take this one,"
Well I am officially a good friend.
"Thankyou." Hayate says looking thankful but also skeptical.
"The book" she says smiling. We both laugh at the book's weird ways of becoming better. It was odd that my brother was the one basically that I was listening to. After a while people slowly wean out, almost seemingly like a death sentence to be called. Hayate is finally called, We give each other I don't know a look of, you will most likely survive
After what seems like ages I am called to the stage. Stares but oddly it felt light. The judges panel in front of me I could see, didn't scare. However, the turtle neck is judged from the first performance. Well I knew I wasn't in the wrong change room, I knew I wasn't going to have boots pelted at my face.
I start singing, it's not good at least it isn't the voice of someone who is worried. I know that my voice isn't nice, it's probably the same as When we first practiced, maybe a bit better. Would the drink have saved my fate? My brother did all that research for what? For me to not even make it. Why am I thinking of my brother at this point
Did I ever want to really become an Idol? However, why do I have this thought of those people at this time. The people that three years ago sat on the News for nearly every day. Mayaki, Tayaki, Hayata. They all did this trial like me right now, and they all made it to the top of the performing arts world. My arms almost seem to start shaking. I notice How my heart drops, how my chest feels tight, does failing mean that much. Maybe i'll try and give it my all.
Did my voice seem to become maybe a bit lighter and a bit more fluid for the last lines? Or was it just me?
…
"Well it was a fun time, it's a shame Sanaka won't get into CX co." Cya says in that slightly exhausted sighing kind of voice.
"But the book" Sid says looking at the book as if it has portrayed her.
"Are you guys really doubting the books knowledge?" Sabiti says trying not to fall asleep.
"What's you random reasoning?" Samarchi says not paying attention.
"From my research, you don't have to appease any of the judges except the turtle neck glasses one. His name is Amano. He is the Director."
"So?" they chime in together.
"Mayaki Dancho would've been the worst performer in the whole group today. And he did not care. He looks for skills but he has a weird impulse that overrides any form of reasoning at all." Sabiti now was leaning on his legs.
"That's quite a long shot to get in isn't it?" this time it is from behind them, which gives them quite a jump except Cya. They quickly turn around to see a girl about there age.
"Imara" Cya whispers.
"And Cya, who are your lackeys here today" This woman wasn't tall. Actually, she was decently tall. Her eyes had a slight angle or the way she did her makeup that when she smiled looked like she was staring at something pathetic.
"Our siblings/cousins are friends that have tried out together. I assume you're a relatively new Idol" Sabiti says, turning away back to the stage from her.
"I have been here for 2 years. Which will be far longer than either of your siblings/cousins will last."
Cya goes to reply however Sabiti holds his hand out.
"You saw the trials. So just make sure that you can at least last 2 years more." he says walking out.
After they got out of earshot of the Imara.
"Why are you picking a fight with a Idol on their behalf basically?" Cya says surprisingly erratically for her normal calm demeanor.
"Sid" Sabiti says not acting like he is paying attention.
"It's in the book, To have enemies far beyond you" Sid says smiling.
…
We were there for a while. Hayate looked very sad when I said I probably wasn't going to get in. Which kind of makes me feel bad for taking being an Idol so lightly. We wait in the waiting room full of people, each one looking very nervous, I think I look very nervous now too. What is Connor going to say when I fail?
After a while a stern looking women walked out into the crowd.
"Good evening to all of you, I am Yahiga" she then proceeds to announce the following people who are selected. Each number not being mine feels like a death sentence. Hayata number is called. She has a smile not even trying to suppress it even for my sake. Like thanks a lot I would be doing the same thing. She even looks like she's doing a gloating smile at me.
"The last number is 83" the stern lady named Yahiga says, turning away. However she turns back around. "Oh sorry and have a good day and all the people that passed congratulations, and the ones that failed, we hope to see you next year" I slump my shoulders.
As soon as she turns away.
"WE DID IT!!" Hayate screams in my face.
"What are you talking about? My thing wasn't called" Hayate looked confused at me.
"What do you mean, your number was called first"
"Was it" This kind of makes me feel dumb. I kind of expected my name to be called at the end. But that didn't seem to matter. A weird smile crept on my face. However my face caught the weird blonde pigtails girl. She didn't look happy, I would have assumed that she was not selected but it seems she was hanging around.
Her eyes seem to notice my look and dart to me. I quickly put on a stone cold face. However since me and Hayate were in the middle of a celebratory handshake it doesn't really suit the vibe.
After everyone was called up Hayate told me it wasn't bad or anything.
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I am currently lost. This is quite confusing because I was told it was a straight line. I'm walking down the corridor when a door swings open at full power. I only narrowly avoid the door. Out walks a short girl. With dark black eyes that seem extremely montone, any more emotionless and she would be a straight stone. Even someone with no clue about the idol world knew this person. It was Hataya. Her face was cute like Hayates, but she didn't exclude any similarities apart from looks. How I felt around each of them was different.
"I'm sorry to have startled you." She says montonely.
"Tha-" I mumble some inaudible sound. I don't why but it seems like my voice is shaking. In fact my whole body is shaking kind of like I was at the spar. I ponder momentarily for myself watching her walk away. Why did I get so shocked?
"There you are, we've been looking for" the stern woman said, making Sanaka jump.
"Sorry i got lost."
"It was a straight line." the woman says walking away, which I quickly got up and followed, My mind still transfixed on the person named Hataya. I could see why people seemed to fear Mayaki, if this was one of her rivals. I couldn't help but smile slightly, what is her perspective on life? Would Hataya even realise she was in a man's hot spa?
"Congratulations on making it here. This is Ms Sanaka Sclar is it not" A young man says on the right of the panel, he has fairly frizzy hair.
"Yes that is me" I said still kind of shocked.
"Good good, we would like to ask you a few questions before you start here." she nods for them to continue.
"Who is your favorite Idol."
"Mayaki Dancho" I said without much hesitation. Why did I say Mayaki? I wanted to have that much mental strength. None of the judges took that much note, probably thinking that I was all of the same, fame hunter. It was only the weird sunglasses guy that smiled.
The interview came and went without any hitches. Hayate was waiting outside for her. They both seemed very excited, Sanaka thought that she could finally relax. However she probably should have realised that life was going to get a lot harder.
My brother wakes me up apparently two mornings later. He tells me that I have training this morning.
"Hey get up idiot" my brother yells like a pain in the ass.
"Also I should warn you that when I did all my research I found some crappy stories about the director. Apparently he made the group train with the monks for a bit. Actually I think that's one of the lessons in the book." Now he's coming up with bad Ideas.
After rushing to get changed and my brother driving way above the speed limit, we make it to the CX training center 5 minutes late. I would consider that on time.