Audition Here!

[sweetangel251]

Alright, I don't even know if I can still audition, but I'm going to and if it's too late, I apologize.

My name is Lauren.
I've only been at GL for like less than a week, but I've been a fan of the show for much longer.
I wasn't in term 1 of the play.
I guess I would like the part of Luke.  But I'll take anything, because I realize that part is part is probably already filled.
I'll be able to post every day of the week if needed.  It really doesn't matter.
As for my audition, I'm just going to use a beginning part of a chapter of a fic that I wrote because I don't know what else to do.  I'm sorry if it's not in the correct format or something.

Lorelai watched as her daughter and Tristan walked out of the diner.  They looked so cute.  She couldn’t believe how old Rory was getting.  Then she thought about the sappiness of what she had been thinking and tried to shake it out of her head.  Lorelai Gilmore did not think like that.  

She sat day dreaming for a few seconds until Luke brought her back to reality.  “Lorelai.  Lorelai!  LORELAI!”<br>
She snapped back to consciousness and looked at Luke.  He looked generally concerned and she had to smile at that.  “Sorry Luke.”<br>
“Are you ok?”  Luke questioned, still a little worried.

Lorelai smiled lightly.  “Yeah, I’m fine.  I was just thinking about Rory.”<br>
Now Luke looked really concerned.  “Is everything ok with her?  She’s not sick or heartbroken or anything is she?”<br>
Now Lorelai smiled more and Luke relaxed after seeing that.  “No, nothing like that…she’s just in love.”<br>
“With the bag boy?”  Luke frowned.

“No, with Evil Boy from Chilton,” Lorelai answered.

“I thought she hated him!”  Luke was confused.

“She did…but apparently he’s changed.  I watched him, and he actually treats her really well.  Tristan loves her, it’s obvious,”       Lorelai couldn’t think of anything else to say.

“Well, he better not hurt her, because if he does, I’ll make him wish he’d never been born,” Luke warned protectively.

Lorelai smiled at his how protective of Rory he was.  “I know.”  

Ok, I think that's it.  I hope it's ok and everything.  I just thought I'd try...
~*~Lauren~*~

[GilmoreChica]

thanks lauren! we really need auditions!

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Name: Jaideen
How long have you been at GL: Erm...not long
Were you in term 1 of the play:  No
Which part/s would you like: Michel, Henry, Paris and Nick
How many times a week will you be able to post in the play:  atleast once a day...late at night but once a day.
Your audition (about 1 paragraph long please):

Conversation Between Mr. Medina and Class:  Char I want is Paris

In Class after Last Episode....(PSAT Scores eppy)

Mr. Medina (Ok ok i know they prolly dont have him but hes the only teacher at Chilton I know enough about!) came walking through the door to his classroom.  "Good morning, good morning," he greeted his first period class.  Light noises echoed the room after he came in very awake and chipper, while his students sit there waiting ten more minutes for homeroom to end.  Mr. Medina sat down to take attendance.  "Has any recieved the PSAT scores yet?" he asked.  

Paris was the first to answer, both anxious to brag about her scores and wanting Rory to be the next to acknowledge the question.  "Yes, I have," she proudly stated.  "My scores were 730 English and 750 Math [yes they are made up b/c i dont remember what they were...or if they were even the PSAT's]."  Paris glanced at Rory and back to Mr. Medina.  

"Thought are great scores Paris.  Congratulations," he replied.  "Anyone else?"  There was silence, no one answering his question.  "Are we all just half asleep form a long weekend or did you not recieve yours yet?"

"How about you Rory?" Paris asked, turning her gaze to Rory.  

Mr. Medina then also brought his attention to Rory.  "Did you get yours back yet?"

"Yes," was simply all she answered.  

Paris anxious and desperately needing to know questioned her.  "What were your scores?  Were they good?"

"That's personal information that I do not want to share," Rory stated picking up her pencil.  Nervously she pushed a piece of hair behind her ear.  

"Why won't you tell us?" Paris spat out.  "Are they that bad that you don't want anyone to know?"  

END....sorry for ending it this way, but doing 3 at once gets confuzzling and complicated.

Conversation between Rory and Henry:  Char I want is Henry.

Henry spotted Rory at a table in the back of the cafeteria.  She was seated at a long table, alone, reading a book.  He walked over to where she was.  "Hey," he greeted as he slid into the seat across from her.

"Oh hey.  What's up?" was Rory's dazed kind of reply.  

Henry looked at her.  "Book that good that you can fade the rest of the world out?"

"Better believe it," she smiled, knowing the reason he was at the table.  "So...you want me to ask Lane to ask her mom if she could come with me to the Chilton dance...right?" Rory asked all in one breath.  

Henry had a large grin on his face.  "Well yeah that too.  So you will?" he asked.  

"Yes of course I will," Rory informed him.  "Haven't I helped you out so far?"  

"True.  I just didn't know if you were getting sick of this go between stuff," he honestly told her.

Rory gave him a perplexed look.  "Not a problem...as long as my best friend is happy I'm happy...am I happy?" she asked him.  

"Your happy...very happy," he laughed.  "I gotta get to class.  Catch ya later Rory."

"See ya Henry," she said back as he got up from the table and left.  

END

Conversation At The Inn:  Chars I want are Michel and Nick

A young man walked into the Inn.  He didn't look like he was from Stars Hollow but this was after all an Inn.  The young guy walked up to the counter.  

"May I help you?" a man asked, with a french sounding accent.  He didn't even look up from his papers.  

"Is Lorelai Gilmore around?"

"Who are you?" Michel asked, but stopped.  "No, nevermind I do not care.  Lorelai!" he called into the back.  Moments later a young woman came through the door clutching onto a coffee mug.  

"Visitor," Michel codly responded, directing her towards the desk, while the guy stood looking around.  

Lorelai looked to see who it was.  "Hey Nick!" she hyperily greeted.  

"Hey," he replied.  "I figured I'd stop by and see the infamous Idependence Inn you were going on and on about."  

"Hmm...convient.  I go on break," she paused to look down at her invisible watch, "right now."  She grabbed her light jacket from behind the desk.  "How bout I show you around town a bit?"

"Sounds like a plan."

END

[GilmoreChica]

thanks jaideen!