Isabella used her eyes to quickly scan the judges. They were three in number. One at her right hand, one at her let hand and the last in-between the right and left hand side.
The one at the right hand side was an elderly woman. She looked like she was in her late 50s and her gray hair was packed up in a tight bun. Second was the one at the left hand side. He was a middle aged man dressed in a suit and was wearing a see through glass. Both judges that were mentioned first were old time judges she usually had contact with during her countless competitions.
The last judge was different. She was a young and beautiful lady who was dressed up in tight and revealing clothes. She wore heavy make-up and a dark red shade of lipstick. She looked like she was dressed for seduction rather than as a judge.
Isabella glanced at her again and quickly adverted her eyes.
'This is going to be easy '
Isabella said inwardly.
"Miss Romanov, welcome back". The elderly woman spoke up after Isabella had settled on the stage.
"Thanks Mrs Martha. It's good to see you again". Isabella replied to the woman known as Mrs Martha and the woman smiled.
"Let's go straight to business, I see you're not singing with your piano today?" The middle aged man asked
"Yes Mr Kenny. I would like my voice to be heard today without any instruments ". Isabella answered.
" I can see that your well acquainted with both of the judges beside me. Anyways I'm Verona a new judge here". The revealing dressed lady introduced herself with a smile that made her dark colored lips look scary.
Isabella saw the hidden message behind the smile but didn't give the woman the joy of seeing her scared, so she gave the woman one of her best smiles and replied
" My name's Isabella, I'm glad to be in your presence ".
Yes that was her. Being raised in a rich home had it's advantages and disadvantages. One of it's advantage was that they were thought the act of bootlicking people that were in higher positions to gain favor, and that was one of the subjects she absolutely excelled at.
" The floor is yours, you may begin". The judge named Martha said.
" I'll singing Let me down slowly ". Isabella closed her eyes and took a deep breath before she began.
"...
The window closed in the kingdom I can feel you fade away,
From the kitchen to the bathroom sink, your steps keep me awake,
Don't shut me out, throw me down, leave me here to waste,
I once was a man with dignity and grace,
Now I'm slipping through the cracks of your warm embrace, so please, please... "
The judges couldn't help but hold their breath. If Isabella could get the second note correct, they had no choice but qualify her for the finals.
"...
Could you find a way to let me down slowly, a little sympathy I hope you can show me,
If you want to go then I'll be so lonely, if you want to go then let me down slowly, let me down down....."
Isabella sang the song as perfect as possible and by the time she was done, the hall was raining with applause.
"That was perfect as always Isabella". Mr Kenny congratulated. Then the judges started whispering among themselves but came to with a decision quickly.
"I think this was expected but what can I say, your singing is as amazing as always. You're going to the finals". Mrs Martha announced.
" Thank you ma". Isabella said as she stepped down from the stage. Isabella was stepping down from the stage when all of a sudden, she felt a sharp pain in her head and lower abdomen. Before she could register the pain, everything went dark and she went unconscious.
...
Charlotte had just started her shift. She and her brother had the morning and afternoon shift at the dinner and their shift had already began. She had just waited a table and went to the kitchen to place the order.
"Elijah, you got another order". She went to tell the assistant chef who was also one of her friends here Elijah.
"Today is really a busy day. I haven't gotten any rest since we started the day". Elijah complained.
"That's a good thing isn't it? For a restaurant like ours, the more customers the better". Charlotte said as she placed the order in the counter.
" It's a good thing for the waiters, but not so good for the chefs".
" Last time I checked, you're not a chef, you're an assistant". Charlotte ridiculed the seventeen (17) year old teenager. She was actually the youngest of all the people who worked at the diner. At just 15 she and her brother had no choice but to look for work here when it was getting harder for their father to provide for the family. Because she was the youngest, all the others who worked at the restaurant treated her like a younger sister than a colleague.
" Ha ha ha, make fun of me all you want". Elijah said as he picked up the order from the counter.
" I'll be right back ". Charlotte was just about to leave the kitchen when she felt a throbbing in her head and a sharp pain in her stomach. She vent down due to the pain of her stomach and then all of a sudden she collapsed.
And that was it. That was how Isabella and Charlotte exchanged lives.