Anthony???
What was he doing here. I asked myself in my head. And he was sitting with the director and other auditioners. Was he going to be a part of the casting crew? Shit! I forgot this was a project of Wayne entertainment and Anthony usually invests so it's not strange that he's here for the audition. Richmond was also here and he was sitting next to Anthony. Our eyes met and I quickly averted my gaze. I hope he doesn't recognize me as a stalker and throw me out. I didn't really stalk him, but he doesn't know that and he's gonna create a whole mess if he recognized me. I just knew it. But wait! It is known that Anthony has a bad memory when it came to remembering faces. It has been proven before, so if that's the case then he wouldn't recognize me, besides we only met for a few minutes. There's nothing to be worried about, I said to myself trying hard to calm down.
"So what's your name miss" asked one of the auditioner who was probably the casting director. I replied immediately and he asked the role I was auditioning for which I replied also. He later told me to act out a scene. It was a familiar scene as I had gone rehearsed it earlier. It was the scene where Rachel dies trying to help her friend out, so basically, I was to act out her dying speech. I immediately got myself into character and started acting out the role as best as I could. They just watched me and didn't say a word. When I was done the director asked me to act out another scene which was when Rachel was trying to stop the heroin from getting revenge because she was afraid. From what I had observed from the scenes they had asked me to act out, they wanted to know if I can play both the cowardly side and the brave side of Rachel. In my head, I felt like I had done well. When I was done, they just kept writing and didn't say anything to me then they kept discussing among themselves. The mood was not positive but it wasn't negative either. I also wasn't sure if I should excuse myself or keep standing there. My heart was in my mouth right now and I was lost somewhere in my own head. Suddenly a voice called out to me snapping me back to reality. It was Anthony.
"Have you read the whole script" he asked seriously.
"Yes sir" I immediately responded as politely as possible.
"Then take a look at scene seven and act it out" his voice said authoritatively. I looked at it and discovered that it wasn't a scene for the role I wanted to play but a scene for Veronica's role.
"But this is Veronica's..."
"Are you doing it or not" he cut me off. This man was obviously after me. I have set all of my mood to convey with how Rachel would be feeling. The innocent weak girl kind of feeling and not the mood of the villian. Luckily I had glanced through Veronica's part before and I understood her character very well. I got into character and acted out the scene as best as I could. It was a scene where Veronica frames the heroin and pretends to be hurt by the heroin. She had managed to fool their father thereby making the father hate her stepsister who was the heroin. This kind of character to me was not really difficult to play but it wasn't easy either. Playing evil characters needed more work too but a role like Rachel was more difficult to portray to me because she's this kind of character you would want to despise for her cowardice but also want to adore for being a good friend, so to play her character, I would have to be lovable and annoying all at once. But for a character like Veronica, I had to be pure evil and deliver all the necessary expressions of extreme hate.
When I was done acting out the scene, I found Anthony staring at me intensely before turning to Richmond and the director and having a conversation. It looked like they were arguing about something but later turned to me.
"We have seen your performance and will get back to you later" the casting director announced and the next person was called in immediately. I greeted and walked out. I honestly didn't know if this casting audition had gone well or not. I was really confused as I didn't know how to interpret their reactions at all. Why was I asked to act out Veronica's role. Thank goodness it was not that difficult and I know I did my best. It was probably Anthony that deliberately wanted to make things complicated. I called Martin to inform him I was done. He told me he would go get the car ready and I should meet him downstairs and he also said he had gossips. He always had gossips. I was really tired and I needed to have a good meal to relax myself. I walked over to the elevator and pushed the button to the last floor. It wasn't here yet so I had to wait for it. As I was waiting, someone called out to me. It wasn't my name that was called but I knew right away that I was the one being called.
"Hey stalker" the voice said. I turned around to the suddenly familiar voice and found you know who walking towards me with his fancy suit and nicely done hair. He was so mesmerizing as he walked towards me that I was so caught up with his looks that I was forgetting something important.
"Wait a minute! Did he just call me stalker? That means he recognized me and he was purposely trying to make things difficult for me during the audition" those were what ran through my brain. I looked up again and saw he was close enough to get a hold of me. My immediate response to this was to run away. The elevator was already here but if I get in he could enter with me so I dashed towards the stairs. Why on Earth was I running. I didn't kill anyone or did anything bad but I really didn't want him to catch me. I ran down the first flight of stairs and noticed he was running after me. My heart beat increased as I wanted to escape. I was barely halfway through the second flight of stairs before he caught up to me and grabbed me by the waist pulling me to him.
"Why were you running" he asked with a look in a face that I couldn't understand.
"I wasn't running but you were chasing me" I said pulling myself from his arms but he grabbed my wrist.
"If you are not guilty you wouldn't run" he said holding my wrist tightly.
"I have nothing to be guilty about" I responded. "So you recognized me that was why you deliberately tried to make things difficult for me right" I said still trying to pull my arm.
"Making things difficult?? I was giving you an opportunity" he said pulling me closer to him and grabbing my other arm putting me in a position that I couldn't resist.
"Please let me go. That day I didn't stalk you I just wanted to see my friend and I didn't know she was already chased out and I only pretended to be epileptic because I didn't like the way the security guard tried to shoo me away and that's all. Please don't take me to the police and post things online because I still need to make a living...." I went on and on while trying to get my eyes teary to get some sympathy from him. If he drags me out as a stalker and people get to take pictures of me, my whole career would be ruined. I didn't want that to happen. He sighed and let me go.
"Look, I know you did that out of your adoration for me but I'm not here to take you to the station. I only wanted to compliment your acting skills but you ran away so I had to chase you" he said scratching his head as if frustrated and tired of my rambling. Well what he said make sense apart from the first part when he mentioned I adored him. This guy is too full of himself. And why would he personally come to compliment my acting skills. That must mean I really nailed the audition. Anthony Williams just complimented my acting and my head was over the roof right now. He kept talking but I didn't pay attention as my mind was already lost again in my imaginative space. He suddenly got a phone call and that hulted my imagination. He looked at the caller ID and sighed. He looked up at me again and said he would like to discuss something private. What could he possibly want to discuss with me. He reached his hands into his pocket and brought out his card which he handed to me.
"The day after tomorrow, come to my main company and look for me. Be there by 10 and don't be late". He said and walked away answering his phone that has been ringing. While I just stood there confused and wondering if I had been dreaming. The card in my hands was proof that it wasn't a dream.