22
ATLANTA
PRESENT
I woke at the break of dawn to prepare for my audition. I’d thought I’d be more nervous, considering how much I wanted this part, but I felt ready. As if I’d been waiting my entire life for this. Maddox offered to drive me to the studio, which I considered denying, but I could see he was just as excited for me, so I let him.
Two hours later, it was all over. I was giddy as I traipsed out of the studio toward Maddox’s Jeep. He stepped out of the truck and grinned as I skipped toward him. I didn’t even think; I flung my arms around his neck and kissed him.
He laughed as he twirled me in place. “So, I’m guessing the audition went okay?” he asked as he set me back on my feet.
“Glorious. I was made for this role, Maddox.”
He followed me around to the side of the truck
