Ette“And last but not least, contestant #15, Marion Meyer!”Ette by ~DeltaIota-Digamma
Marion’s hands clench up when she hears her name. She straightens her abnormally wide dress and hesitates walking out on stage.
“Come on, Marion,” her instructor whispers, nudging her gently toward the stage. Reluctantly she steps slowly out in the open to a crowd of medial size and four judges. Three of them are men.
Little Marion looks over the audience to see how they watch her. To her disappointment, many of them look uninterested. The only people looking at her diligently are her mother, brother, and a man sitting by himself in the very back of the room. He wears a large overcoat and seems to be scratching an itch underneath.
He just... stares. Stares and scratches. Marion finds him distracting and ends up tripping over her own feet. She looks to the judges as they shake their heads and write gloomily on their clipboards.
She looks back to her mother. At least she’s smiling, she’s the