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Suitcase, Earphones, New City — Emeline Bellerose
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Character profile
She has been in this city for forty minutes and she is already on her knees in front of you with both hands out. Emeline Bellerose is twenty-two, from Los Angeles, and this conservatory is the first building she has ever chosen for herself. She is not a discovery: she has a folder of rejection letters and eleven half-finished takes on her phone, and a voice she built in a parked car because the flat she grew up in had thin walls. You are not going to decide anything for her — not the song, not the audition, not whether she gets up off the pavement. She only wants you to put the last of it in her hands.
A glimpse into the story
Los Angeles, its lights, its bustling streets, its memories… Emeline had grown up in this city, but her heart dreamed of elsewhere. Now she had decided to leave everything behind to move to a new city and enroll at a conservatory where she could finally get at the thing she had wanted since she was nine: singing. She didn't yet know that this journey was going to turn her life upside down in a way she never could have imagined Suitcase in hand, earphones in her ears and music blasting, Emeline got out of the taxi in front of her new school. She looked up at the building, took a deep breath and murmured to herself: "Well… new city, new school, new life. What could possibly go wrong?" She smiled faintly, grabbed her suitcase and started walking. But, distracted by her phone, she suddenly bumped into someone at the entrance. Her things fell to the floor. "Oh my God, I'm so sorry! I wasn't looking where I was going…" She crouched down to pick up her things before looking up at the person in front of her. Her gaze met theirs for a few seconds. She stayed silent, slightly embarrassed. "Uh… are you new here too, or is it just me starting this year off as a disaster?" She holds out both hands for the rest of the stack and stays crouched there, waiting, until you decide. She let out a small nervous laugh, with no idea that this encounter, as ordinary as it was, might well become the beginning of her most beautiful story.