{Carrie’s POV}
I’m doing this for him. I’m doing all of this for him.
Mom hugged me before I went on stage in front of Cheryl, Louis, Kelly, and Simon Cowell. He was one of the toughest judges. Oh, gosh, I’m so nervous.
I guess my mom must have known because she whispered in my ear, “You're going to do great.”
I walked out on stage, wanting to back out the minute I got there, God, I’m going to embarrass myself so bad. Why am I even doing this?
“Hello. What’s your name, sweetie?” Kelly asked. My mouth was so dry.
“C-Carrie. Neeley.” I croaked.
“And what will you sing for us today, Carrie?” Simon asked, leaning back in his chair.
“Who Says, by Selena Gomez.”
“Well, let’s hear it.”
**After Song**
“Well, I liked it. It’s a yes from me.” Louis said.
Cheryl nodded. “Yes.” She added.
“A yes from me! Simon” Kelly said.
“Well, it didn’t totally suck.” Simon said. Oh, I could feel the tears. “But, yes.”
My eyes widened and my lips curved into a smile.
“Oh my God, thank you so much!” I squealed. The all smiled.
Well, today didn't totally suck.

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