“I’m sure it wasn’t as bad as you think it was,” she said. Kate shook her head and dug her hand into the bowl of tortilla chips. “It was worse. You’re on this stage, but it feels like you’re in some corporate conference room. No one’s having a good time. No one’s drinking a beer. There are no good vibes at all. These people aren’t there to party; they’re there to judge you.” Madison moved the bowl out of Kate’s reach. Kate had eaten half a bag of Sesame Blues already, and if she kept going, she’d be too bloated to fit into those Joe’s jeans she always wore. “You’ve got to stop obsessing about it. You’ll have another chance to prove yourself.” She heard the front door open. “Here comes Carmen,” she said quietly. Kate looked up and groaned. “Awesome. That’s exactly what I need.” Madison knew that the roommates had done a good job avoiding each other recently (until now, apparently). She also knew that Kate was mad at Drew for missing her showcase, and it didn’t take a genius to figure out that things weren’t going so great in Luke-and-Carmen Land either.
