ISAIAH
Posted on June 15, 2012 by Hobart Fowlkes
That dude with the iPhone is taking my picture. Every now and then he looks like he’s playing a game, but the eye of his camera lens keeps pointing straight at me. Here he goes again. I’m going to give him my nonchalant, bored-with-life-don’t want to go to school look. I’ve been told I have a great “look.” I mean one time this guy stopped me on the street and gave me his card, he followed me for a few blocks, but he totally seemed like one of those creeps who is into kiddie porn or something.
My name is Isaiah. If you couldn’t tell, I am mixed race. My father is a Sephardic Jew and my mother is half African-American and half French. Apparently, I have a look that can range anywhere from ghetto-fabulous to Urban Trustafarian Hipster Preppy Chic. I plan to work it, baby. I may only be 14, but I know I’m going to be a star. Oh wait, there goes the dude with the iPhone again. Let me give him my bored-pout. There. I’ll bet that comes out nicely. Where was I? Oh yeah, I’m going to be famous. Remember the movie “Fame?” I don’t! Too young, duh. But whenever I tell people that I am going to audition at New York’s High School of Performing Arts, everybody’s all like: “Ooooh, just like in Fame!!” I guess I should watch it on Netflix or something. So, whatevs, I’m going now for my big audition. Continue Reading →