Caleb's Audition

[Caleb Parker]

His tie felt too tight, his jacket felt too short, his shirt felt like it might unbutton at any moment. Caleb Shawn Parker was a mess today, why you ask? Today was the day for the auditions to become a Dalton Academy Warbler. They were treated like royalty, like rock stars like... modern day rat pack members. Blaine Anderson was the crooner, Frank Sinatra with his sultry singing and Caleb was comfortable with his sexuality to say that about him.

Caleb Parker...

They called his name and Caleb looked up with a quickness. Standing up and straightening his jacket he walked into the main room, what the outsiders of the Warblers called "the war room" of the show choir. Caleb heard a lot about the Warblers and he was in every sense of the word...scared for all hell.

"Hi, uh my name is Caleb Parker" he started, introducing himself and making himself familiar with the faces of the Warblers. Some were in his classes, some he was just seeing for the first time. "For my audition I'll be singing 'The Tracks of my Tears' by Smokey Robinson if you don't mind" Caleb spoke with a smirk. His charm was flowing through him, his eagerness to show what he can do coursing through his veins like blood. Caleb was pumped up and ready to go. Clearing his throat, he sighed and closed his eyes.

"People say I'm the life of the party
Because I tell a joke or two
Although I might be laughing loud and hearty
Deep inside I'm blue
So take a good look at my face
You'll see my smile looks out of place
If you look closer, it's easy to trace
The tracks of my tears.."

"A little louder...Caleb" a voice called and Caleb opened his eyes, looking a slate of blank faces. Clearing his throat once more, Caleb began to unbutton his jacket and loosen his tie. Inhaling, Caleb began to belt out the words

"I need you, need you
Since you left me if you see me with another girl
Seeming like I'm having fun
Although she may be cute
She's just a substitute
Because you're the permanent one..
So take a good look at my face
You'll see my smile looks out of place
If you look closer, it's easy to trace
The tracks of my tears.."

Caleb took his jacket completely off at this point, his emotion pouring into the song. Caleb's face was turning slightly red, mainly from his rosacea annoying the hell out of him since earlier this morning. All nerves went out the window and it was nothing but the superstar Caleb Parker standing in front of the Warblers, fighting to prove he belonged in the Warblers.

"I need you, need you
Outside I'm masquerading
Inside my hope is fading
Just a clown oh yeah
Since you put me down
My smile is my make up
I wear since my break up with you.."

Caleb stopped, his breathing heavy. His hazel eyes scanned the room to satisfied smirks, looks of approval and some who thought he may be too cocky for his own britches. Smirking back, Caleb hung his head low before slowly raising it and finishing the song out on the same way he started, his low smoky voice.

"So take a good look at my face
You'll see my smile looks out of place
If you look closer, it's easy to trace
The tracks of my tears"

Caleb smiled and pushed some of his shaggy brown hair out of his face, he was due for a hair cut. Caleb shifted on his heels and waited for the official word, instead he was escorted out to the waiting area outside the Warblers room to sweat it out. Was he not getting in? Was he horrible? Was he too aggressive and powerful that it wasn't Warbler material?

The sound of dress shoes hitting the freshly waxed floors snapped Caleb and two others out of his daze. The two were sent away and Caleb's eyes met with the Warbler in front of him. He was one of the 'i'm not that impressed' ones and Caleb swallowed hard. This was it. The Warbler handed him a cage, what was this? Caleb lifted the cover on the cage and there sat a pale yellow warbler bird. It was what each Warbler got as a member, Kurt had gotten one and it died. Caleb remembered that. Smiling to himself, Caleb looked at the bird when he was in the room by himself. "You know what? You look like you'd enjoy the name Smokey..." Caleb chuckled as his first moments as an official Warbler.

W O R D S * 781 ;;
T H O U G H T S * Caleb's Audition ;;
M U S I C * nothing really lol ;;
T A G G E D * no one, just for show ;;
W E A R I N G * Dalton Academy Uniform ;;
C R E D I T S * adele's chasing pavements ;;

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