\"Just One Summer\" by Chelsea M. Cameron- Audition tape

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Thank you for your time!! Please let me know if you have any suggestions you'd prefer for your narration, I am more than happy to accomodate. I look forward to hearing from you.

-Brooke F.

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Language

English

Voice Age

Young Adult (18-35)

Transcript

Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
you're in luck. That's our last one. The smiling server at the bakery said to the person in front of me. I've been watching silly videos on my phone and hadn't been paying attention. But I watched in horror as the server took the last caramel, apple cinnamon roll and gently put it in a bag. Wait, is that the last one? I blurted out in a panicked voice. I needed that cinnamon roll. The pastry was the main thing that got me out of bed this morning. I had built my entire morning routine around acquiring the cinnamon roll, eating it and then kicking, ask the rest of the day. Everything hinged on that role. I'm so sorry it is. The server said, as the person in front of me moved to the cash register. I closed my eyes and tried not to scream. The person in front of me didn't seem to have heard me. Maybe I could prevail upon their kindness. Castleton Mayne was a friendly place and I might not be a local, but people knew me. I'd spent nearly every summer of my youth here with my parents getting sunburned at the beach and eating too many ice cream bars. I tap the person on the shoulder and they removed an air bed before turning around. Holy sh it. I said alessi. I would have known her anywhere, even though we hadn't seen each other since we were 11. Her dark waves framed her face and I had no those light denim colored eyes anywhere. The freckle next to her left eye was still there, Hayden, she said, shocking. Her voice is that you? My hands almost eight to reach out and touch her to see if she was real, Hayden, What are you doing here? Someone cleared their throat next to me and I realized we were holding up the line. What can I get for you? The server asked me loudly, probably trying to move me along. Well, I wanted a sentiment roll, I said, looking pointedly at the bag that sat on the counter in front of the lessee. Oh, that's too bad, she said, picking up the role and then handing her card to the server. Looks like I got the last one. Thank you for your time.