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It's been, so far, a rough start to the new school year. After dealing with a somewhat traumatizing summer - I thought my first year of high school would be the best and the next three years would just get better. But no.

I find myself the talk of the freshmen class, shunned by most peers. Ugh! I hate it ever so much!

Daughtress stands, "So, every year the two local high schools take turn doing a big musical production and this year - it's our turn."

Great. Just the thing I need to make new friends.

"And if you would like to audition for the musical "Tarzan" Here are the audition packets that need to be filled out and brought with you to the audition day."

I'm excited. I'm the first one to pick up a packet. I scheme through the packet.

Name? Marine. You should know me as the "Greatest Dancing Bear" from my middle school theatre production. You know: the play that beat all the other three middle schools in our city. Voted best. And I also won Best All-Star Cast Member. Meaning I am the best and these other losers can't surpass me.


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