'Cause I've been battered and bruised
Been lied to and used
but now I'm rising...
- Rising Star by Cassie Goth
Corrie couldn't get the song out of her head, but she was OK with that. Cassie's words spiraled through her head, heartfelt advice from a friend she still hadn't quite met yet (though Jenny had promised to introduce them).
As she walked into the studio, she was surprised by how calm she felt.
This was it. She was here, at last. After the auditions and rehearsals. After George's lies and abuse. After escaping home and running away to the city.
... been battered and bruised / Been lied to and used
I'm rising, she sang along in her head.
"Umm... hi, Mr. Chavarrin. Sir. I'm here... for the shoot. I'm Corrie... you... remember... I... umm... hi," Corrie stammered, knowing she sounded like a complete idiot and totally unable to stop the flood of words tumbling from her mouth.
"Hi, Corrie." The skinny dark-skinned director smiled soothingly, with all the grace of a man who had spent many years shepherding nervous young actors. "Good to see you. You didn't have any trouble finding us."
"No. No trouble, sir. I just followed your directions," Corrie said, with a deep breath.
"Well, just keep that up," Mr. Chavarrin chuckled. "I need to talk with Alex here about getting the sound set up. Why don't you grab a bite to eat and then get into costume. We'll call you when we're ready for you."
Through the dark of night
Try as they might
I kept shining
Now I'm rising...
"Corrie, come on over here," the director called at last.
"I'm here." Corrie dashed to his side. "I'm ready. I was just going over my lines."
"Good, that's good," Mr. Chavarrin smiled.
"I was thinking... about my character, about how maybe she's just really happy to be there. How she feels free and... it's silly. I'm sorry," Corrie blushed.
"You know what... I like it. Go with that," Mr. Chavarrin said, a little surprised with himself for getting caught up in her enthusiasm.
"Really?!" Corrie beamed.
"Really," the director laughed. "Show me that freedom. Let's do a run through."
"Quiet on the set."
Corrie took a final deep breath, settling herself into the moment. All her fears seemed to evaporate under the heat of the studio lights.
Now I'm rising...
"Camera... and rolling!"
With a cheerful grin, she threw herself into her part.
"Aaar yea sick o' grime and mess when y'er swabbin' the deck?
"Thar be one cleaner that'll blow yea down!
"That be Salty Sudds, me hearties!"
"... and cut!" Mr Chavarrin shouted out. "Perfect. That was fantastic."
Looking out over the studio, seeing all the eyes on her, Corrie smiled.
I'm going to be a star, she thought to herself.
'Cause I've been battered and bruised
Been lied to and used
but now I'm a rising star!
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