I figured arriving an hour early would put me in maybe the first 20. Nope #94 and Amanda was two numbers behind me.
I was resigned. Calm. I was Alice. I did my research. I knew how Alice felt about the Red Queen. A raven is like a writing desk in so many ways...my favorite tea was warm tea, and it was even my un-Birthday.
I was put into the second audition group. I stayed a ways off from 'A', trying to gather information from people who looked like Disney veterans. I found one. I met T. He was 20, charming, very youthful looking and had this voice like signing. He had been Peter Pan's best friend on a cruise for a year.
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This is Peter ;) ahem Tevor. I found a picture of him online. |
He had a big circle of people surrounding him, as he told us about his life on board the ship. All of us hanging on to every word. He had lived in the magic. We all wanted to know what it felt like.
He now worked at Mater's Junk Yard in California Adventure, and was trying to renter the world as a face character. Despite being way to tall for Disneyland/ Disney Tokyo Peter he had his sights set on the Mad Hatter.
I followed T, a couple other Peter Pan wanna be's, with Amanda by my side into the room. Into our hopeful future.
I wasn't prepared at all for the movement combination. I was well fed this time, not hungry. But my brain was slow. The movement wasn't hard, per say, just confusing so many arms, twirling, every arm was similar, yet just a little different.
The time came, and no one could remember the steps. Not even T, who turned out to be a weak dancer compared to the other princely and Peter hopefuls. I tried to be my best bubbly, and shining Alice. And was cut, along with T, and Amanda. 'A' miraculously made it through to second cut.
And we all departed, adding ourselves to lists of facebook, and instagram friends, laughing how we would see each other again at next years at Tokyo auditions.
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