Chapter 3
I was freaked out by the day, of course. Amazingly, I did pretty good in classes, dodged the bullies, and got myself successfully signed up for the drama club while Farren was off signing up for some sport or other. By the time it was the end of the school day and time to assemble in the auditorium for drama class, I was feeling pretty good.
I slipped through the doors and snagged one of the theater seats towards the front of the auditorium. Tons of other kids poured in, taking seats all around me. But none sat by me, mostly because off stage I was pretty quiet. I adjusted my glasses, feeling a little self-conscious, and then told myself to just relax. It was going to be fine.
"Children!" Mrs. Volini, the drama teacher, clapped her hands. I knew her from meeting her this morning while I was signed up. As far as I could see, she'd called everybody who'd come in "child". It must've been one of her quirks. Drama teachers always had them. "Please, quiet down."
It HAD been pretty loud in there. The boys could get pretty rowdy if they were made to just sit all of the time. They would've rather been off playing Hamlet or something.
"Our play this month will be Romeo and Juliet," she announced.
There was a collective groan from the boys and a sigh of pleasure from the other girls. Usually, the boys hated getting romantic plays. The girls loved it. I, frankly, didn't really care, as long as it was a play and I was in it.
"We'll be starting auditions today and continuing them throughout the week," she continued.
I couldn't wait.
Great work, Storyteller!
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