Things I can't forget

You're unbeliveably amazing

During lunch on Wednesday the student representatives announced this years prom king and queen nominations. Everyone in the cafeteria went quite trying to hear what was being announced on the loud speaker.

"Our Prom King nominees are," said a males voice. "Dallas Parker, Leon Allen and Nathan Hamilton."

Loud cheers erupted in the hall and Dallas grinned.

"And our Prom Queen nominees are," the guy continued once everyone had settled down. "Veronica Andrews, Caitlin Anderson and Juliet Manners. Congratulations to our nominees!"

Just as before the hall cheered and whistled. I blushed at the sudden attention as everyone looked over at me.

Veronica rolled her eyes as Dallas stood up and picked me up in his arms and spun me around in circle as we both cheered.

I couldn't tell you that I've never had an interest in becoming or even just being in in the running for prom queen. If I did, then I'd be lying.
I'm not saying it's my dream and it's my passion to become prom queen but I've always liked the idea.

The fact that both Dallas and I have been voted for it, just makes it even more desirable.

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"No. I am not doing it," Dallas said firmly.

I threw my hands up in the air. "But you have to! You're unbelievably amazing at acting and you and I both know it. I've seen you in class. You're practically born for the stage."

"It's not going to happen."

"At least audition," I said. "If you don't get the part you audition for then you don't have to do it, but please. Audition with me," I begged.

Last week the school had announced that this years school play would be 'Peter Pan'.
Today they put sign up sheets outside of the drama block.

I of course wanted to audition for the part of Wendy. And I desperately wanted Dallas to try out for the part of Peter. It would be so much fun working on the play together.
Besides we had such good both onstage and offstage chemistry that it would be silly not.

If we didn't end up getting the parts then fair enough. But we had to at least try out.

"I'm not interested," he said.

"Your being lazy," I rolled my eyes.

"I'm not being lazy," he said defending himself. "I just have selective participation," he grinned.

I just rolled my eyes at him again.

"I'll make you a deal," he said seriously. "We'll go to the auditions. I'll try out for Peter and you try out for Wendy," I broke out into a smile. "But if you don't get the part and I get mine, I won't do it. Even if we both get the parts then I still have a choice on whether or not I continue."

I thought about it for a moment but then agreed. We were getting somewhere at least.

"You're the best!" I cheered hugging him. "We're going to nail the auditions!" I jumped up and down.

"We are," Dallas agreed. "Now, pay attention and get back to the script," he instructed holding up his 'Alice in wonderland' script.

Mrs Carson, our drama teacher who was in her late forties got everybody sitting down.
She had dyed honey blonde hair and she was one of my favourite teachers. Mrs Carson was so warm and bubbly and she was a very energetic teacher. Which was good considering she was a drama teacher. I liked the fact she taught her subject with passion and enthusiasm.