"What happened to the people that were here?" asked Oscar with fear.
"Get out of my house, you ding-a-ling!" yelled the old man.
So Oscar walked back into the restroom and noticed that there were two doors. He opened the other door and there was the party.
He went back home. He fell to sleep while watching TV. When he woke up, he showered, brushed his teeth, and got dressed. When he was done, he left to the studio for the audition, but he worried that he wasn't a good dancer.
When he got there, he was fifth to be called in to audition. As Oscar walked down the long hallway, he got nervous. He started to get sweaty.
Oscar finally got in the room. The sweat dripped down his throat as he introduced himself.
"Ok, you are auditioning for a part of my show. Now, show me what you got," said a tall man at the table.
So Oscar stared to dance, he did the best that he could possibly do. As he was dancing, they asked him to stop.
They stared to huddle into a circle, speaking about his performance.
They all turned and said, "You got a part, and you start to train Wednesday."
"YES!" screamed Oscar at the top of his lungs.
One year has passed since he has walked into that McDonald's. So, he bought the McDonald's he worked at and put himself manager, and he still had his dance job. He loved his job at that McDonald's, and messing with Bob.
"Hey Bob, you're now cleaning the rest rooms," said Oscar.
"Ohhh maaaaann!" said Bob.
By: RUBEN CASAREZ
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