This Is It

Another narrative story dari kelas Advanced-A. Kalo ga salah, Mr.Patrick ngasi topik childhood dream. Berhubung pas mikirin brainstorming akunya kepikiran Indonesian Idol, jadilah Indo Idol aku jadiin ‘role model’ ceritaku wkwkkkk

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This Is It

I was waiting for the crew to inform me of my turn. I was sitting right beside my competitor, Scoty. This nineteen-year-old young man looked much calmer that I was. He came from Texas and he was really good at singing country songs. Out there, three judges, Simon –a musician and the leading judge; Joe –a singer-songwriter; and Agnes –a multi talented singer, were ready to comment on our performances. Different from the previous week, we had to perform three songs for the final night. Staples Center Hall was filled by thousands of supporters; witnesses of who would be crowned the winner of American Idol Season 12.

At the spectator seats, people were applauding and yelling out finalists’ names. I still could not calm myself down even after Dan –our host- had finished with the opening. In a flash, Dan had called my name and a backstage crew called my name to call me out.

“Cheryl! It’s your show time!” she put off her headphone, which could help her communicate with other crews and smiled at me.

As I walked to the stage, the yelling and applauding grew louder and louder, and I could feel my heart beat all over my body. When I was on stage, Dan welcomed me with his arm opened and gave me a short hug.

“Ready for the show?” he smiled as friendly as usual. He could always ease up the contestants’ tension on stage.

“I’m feeling like there are riots in my heart!”

“Haha…, ready? Okay, here we go! Cheryl!” he presented as the light went dim and the music started.

I could pass the refrain smoothly; However, during the interlude, I started to hesitate my pitch. I was not sure that I could hit the high note. As I balked, I ruined my first performance.

Dan came back onto the stage and commanded the judges to comment on my performance. Simon was the first to criticize me, and just to let you know, he was a terrible critic.

“Are you a finalist? I can’t believe you can stand there, on a spectacular stage, as a winner-to-be, with that rubbish performance,” Simon harangued.

Agnes interrupted Simon to stop his mental-killing comment and at the end, it came to an argument. As usual, Dan had to mediate that argument and continue the show. I was sure my supporters were badly devastated by my performance.

After Dan announced the commercial break, I went back to the backstage. I did not see Scoty around; he might have been filming the ‘next…’ segment with the guest star. I sat in my make-up room while everyone there cheered me up. Suddenly, I found Agnes was standing beside me. She asked me to have a talk about my performance.

“So, is there anything you wanna say to me?”

“I don’t know. I just…, I can’t control my fear. I’m too nervous. I’d never felt this way before. I used to control my emotion, but tonight…”

“Hey, you’re spluttering. Calm down. I know you’re angry at yourself. And about Simon, he’s that kind of person. You know that, don’t you? Think about this: Once you were nothing, but now you’re something. I know you can do it. Like me, I have been this industry since I was 6, and I don’t stop believing. I learnt and learnt to be a better one. And I got it. At the age of 25, after 19 years of hard work, a countryside girl like me is now known internationally. Do you want to waste your achievement? Of course not. You’ve come this far. Okay, I’ll let you have your time. Relax and go change.”

While I was changing, I thought about my life almost four months ago. I was just an usual Canadian girl. My life was as normal as other seventeen-year-old teenagers. A desire to change my life story motivated me to join the audition, and it motivated me to be the winner. As I hoped, I succeeded in getting to the final. I finished changing, fixed my make-up, and rebuilt my self-confidence to face my approaching performance.

In forty-five minutes, I had finished my last performance. I did my best for the second and third performance. Upset supporters were pumped up again. Joe, who put emphasis on singing techniques, was amazed by my long breath, and that I could show my vibrato perfectly.

“You’re back to life!”

“This is the real Cheryl!”

Other praises were rapidly given to me. When Dan announced the polling, it seemed that I would not have any chance to win anymore. The polling showed 58.09% for Scoty and 41.91% for me. It was too hard for me to catch up with Scoty as the line-voting would be closed in fifteen minutes. Scoty was undeniably good at the three performance. I realized that I had to prepare myself to let Scoty win.

The announcement of the winner was done at the last segment of the show. Before Dan revealed the winner, he asked for the judges’ predictions. Simon and Joe took Scoty, while Agnes took me. There was no more hope, even two of the judges predicted Scoty to be the winner. There was no chance that I could defeat Scoty.

The light was dimmed and I could not look through the supporter seats. It was like I was going to be pushed down a cliff. Scoty and I, anyone was okay. I had been congratulating Scoty for his victory when suddenly Dan shouted, “Cheryl! Congratulations! You’re the winner of this season!”

Everyone in Staple Center was yelling and cheering. I was totally shocked. I could not believe it. I was almost wiped out by my shock. That day I learnt two things: First, things are perfect in time. Second, never stop believing.

Yeayyyy!!! Aku menang!!!! I’m the idol of the year!!!!!!! Haahhahh Sekian dehh ceritanyaa

Umm..aku dapat nilai 90/100 untuk American Idol KWan ini…