2nd Person P.O.V.
"Ooh! Play auditions!" Allie said to you as you both passed the bulletin board. \
"Why would you be interested in play auditions?" You asked her. It was unusual for Allie to want to act.
"No, I think you'd be interested in this." She said, pointing to Tyler's name on the form.
Tyler? In the play? This has to be Roach's doing or witchcraft or--You stopped dead in thought when you saw the name above Tyler's.
Amy Anderson.
You had a burning hate for Amy because Tyler was always talking about her nonstop and...
To be honest, you didn't think he liked you.
"Uh...(Y/N)? Are you in Insecure Land, because you're creeping me out." Allie said to you, startling you.
"What? Oh yeah, whatever." You answered. You got out your blue pen and signed your name on the form.
"I thought you had stage fright, (Y/N)! You peed your pants in Kindergarten when you had to say a line in the school's play for Mary Had a Little Lamb!" Allie recalled that incident.
"Correction: Kindergarten. I'm in Seventh Grade now, Allie. I've grown out of that stage fright." You told her.
"Yeah, whatevs. I just hope you can beat out Amy for the role of Juliet and get to kiss Tyler...again." She said.
"I WILL beat out Amy. It would be so satisfying." You promised yourself and Allie. "Well, you better start practicing, because the auditions are next week, and the play is two weeks after that." Allie filled you in.
"How do you know that?" You asked her. "Its on the entry form." She answered.
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The next week, you practiced your ass off, and your work paid off on Friday.
"Marvelous! Simply marvelous!" The Drama Teacher approved of your Juliet performance. You did a dignified bow, and hopped off the stage.
"Nice! Now you're definitely going to be Juliet! Amy doesn't stand a chance!" Allie cheered for you.
"Thanks, Allie, but you shouldn't call it too early." You said to her.
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On Monday, the results were posted.
Allie rushed to the bulletin board and squealed her ass off.
"YOU GOT JULIET!!!" She squealed. You jumped up and down with happiness. "Now, lets see who's your Romeo!" She said happily, checking who got Romeo.
"WHAT THE HELL?!?!?!" Allie's happy composure reverted to anger when she found out who was Romeo.
Jock Jockerson.
"Well, I did not expect that." You stated.
His understudy was Tyler. Next thing you knew, Allie was running down the hall towards Kevin.
You knew that she was planning something, but you didn't want to stick around. Especially when the play was NEXT WEEK. "NEXT WEEK?!! Omigod, omigod, omigod..." You ran down the hall to your locker and started to worry there.
....
At the Galacticus, you were practicing your lines during training instead of doing something.
"What are you reading?" Kevin asked you. "Oh, nothing, JUST MY LINES FOR THE SCHOOL PLAY WHICH IS NEXT WEEK!!!" You yelled at him. You were tense, and you didn't think straight.
Suddenly, Allie grabbed your script and threw it across the Galacticus, straight at the control stick, making the ship move.
"AAAAAHHH! WHAT THE HELLL??!!!" Allie yelled as the ship capsized, turning over in the air. She held onto Kevin's hood as you held onto the table.
Not today, I'm not dying today, never today...You thought as you closed your eyes tightly. The ship stopped spinning when Allie took the wheel and set it straight.
"Where are Mem and Zen anyway?!" You asked, mad at Allie.
"Yoga classes." Allie answered.
"That still doesn't mean we can fly their ship!" You argued.
"Uh, yes it does!" Kevin answered, plugging in his game controller.
"NO, IT DOESN'T!" You and Tyler yelled in unison. Kevin was already steering the ship as if in a video game.
You facepalmed and sat down.
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(A/N: Okay, now I'm sure THIS chapter has the least words in any chapter I've typed of this story in history. Part 2 is a bit of a mystery, though)
