(A/N): Who is the other woman?
That depends on the context.
The room had two people in it. One, a 5' 6" man, was probably the director. The second was a woman who was smiling sweetly. I can barely remember what she looked like.
The director told me that this was the actor playing... I can't remember who. All I can remember is that it was a she, really.
I told them my name (That part is gone now...) and that I was trying out for the lead. They made me read from a 'scratch script' and do a few things. After a bit, the woman and director discussed quietly in the far corner while I sat. They agreed. I was the lead.
I saw her walk out.
'Beautiful' didn't even cover it.
My sister and I auditioned for roles. I ended up the lead mouse, and my sister one of the back-ups. She had to learn how to play trumpet.
It turns out the one I lusted for was in it, too.
And so I watched in secret over time.
Then the day came that we ran into each other on the street.
That was the day we finally knew each other. That was the day we fell in love.
Over time, we went out more often. One day we sat under a tree in a park until far after dark, just talking.
We knew each other as if we were childhood friends.
And we were in love.
(A/N): Love works its ways.
But sometimes love leaves no choice.