A brown skinned woman with dark makeup and the eyes of a snake was one of the seaters at the table.

Tess Grimes. Around 40 years old. Relationship with Vincent is nonexistent (thank God). She might be able to change my life forever.

We were in a room with awful yellow colored walls and white marble flooring.

I shifted from one foot to another as I stood in front of the table where my examiners sat analyzing me.

Tess was seated in the middle and men with golden blonde hair that reached their shoulders were on her left and right. The twins had nothing different between them accept for the emotions held on their faces.

The one on the right had his eyes tensed and squinted like Tess' while the one of the left was relaxed and even gave me a warm smile.

"State your name and the part you're auditioning for whenever you're ready." Tess spoke in a surprisingly soft voice. The blonde man on her right pressed a button on the tripod next to him and a red light came on.

I had read over the script at least one-hundred times in the car ride over here, and if it wasn't for Vincent I would've psyched myself out by reading it to one-thousand.

"My name is Amari Taylor and I will be auditioning for the part of Sierra Wilson," I said as I tried to control my nerves by counting my fingers at my side.

"What are you doing here?" The blonde on the left began reading the script.

"Stopping you from doing something you will regret. You wouldn't want the student body hearing about what happened during Spring-break, do we Principal White?"

"Are you threatening me?"

"You damn right I am." I smirked as I got more into character. "Now, I can promise you that people will know that the actual father of your child is Liam Brice, who is a sophomore by the way, or you can let my best friend and I have a roller skating team. Your choice." I crossed my arms and gave a bright smile to the blonde. I still couldn't believe that I remembered all of that.

"Fine! Just get out of my office, and keep your mouth shut about things you know nothing about."

"My lips are sealed." I closed an invisible zipper across my mouth. "However, my lips aren't the ones you should be worried about spilling secrets. Where do you think I got my information from?"

"You are dismissed, Ms. Wilson."

"Thanks again Principal White. I just love our chats." I adlibed and playfully winked at the man.

"That wasn't terrible. I see you added your own line at the end which I'm fine with but other directors would fire you. However, I like you, and I want to give you a chance." Tess's modulated voice made me uneasy as I saw her fold her hands in front of her. "You have the job."

"You won't regret this." I kept my happiness subsided as I turned around to leave.

"We start tomorrow. Make sure you send your sizes and your allergies to the email I texted you," Tess informed which had me halt.

"In New Hampshire?"

"Yes, and then further down we'll be shooting in Vancouver. We having a set being built down there now."

Vincent and I's stay here wasn't permanent.

"I'm actually leaving New Hampshire tomorrow," I struggled to say because I really didn't want to. I was hoping that the job would start after helping Vincent take his family business from his father.

"Oh really?" Tess rose a brow. "Well you wouldn't mind me giving your part to someone else who is more serious about this job than you do, right?"

"No!" I exploded but calmed myself. "No, I want this more than anything."

"It doesn't sound like you want it. Listen kid, I could give your character to someone else but that would look tacky on my part. I already lost an actress and you already replaced her on the poster. You don't want me to look bad, do you?"

"No, I don't."

"So are you in? Table read at 8am?"

Is it desirable to be selfish? Or selfless?

Why was I here with Vincent? My life wasn't on the line as much now since he could control his disorder. Neither was Nova in any danger.

The mission from long ago was deserted since the need to kill Vincent was illogical. Taking out Vincent's father would have sounded great to me last week but all I could think about was what would it have solved.

I know why I was here now. Vincent needed help and we had a common enemy: his father.

I wanted nothing more than to stop the inhumane tests that Vincent's father had conducted over the years. Especially considering that it included my own family.

Helping Dad get out of jail was essential. Helping Vincent and his family was essential. Helping Claire stay alive was essential.

But what about me?

Was selfishness so bad that I completely wanted to avoid it?

Mom always said, "See a world beyond yourself and do what your heart tugs at." Mom always put others before her, but what happened when someone didn't put her above themselves?

Being selfish or selfless is a choice we all have to make. And depending on your situation, it's your decision to determine if what you're doing is either: selfish or selfless.

Could Vincent do this own his own? I could just give him a vial of my blood as evidence to his father.

How much was it going to cost for Vincent to bail Dad out of jail? I have high hopes that this show will kick off and my salary would be willing to pay the price.

I've dreamed of a day like this for as long as I could remember. A day that would change my life forever.

I always thought that Dad going to jail had changed my life forever.

Someone can have two groundbreaking days, right?

And you can either take it, or leave it. The choice is yours.

This was my dream. I never understood how people could give up their responsibilities and logical things just to follow their dreams. 

On the day we left for New Hampshire, I told Vincent that a man had nothing if he didn't have his dreams.

Why can't the same be for a woman?

If I was being selfish or selfless which one would it be? What do you think?

"I'm in."

What would Vincent think?