I was watching Sabrina the Teenage Witch while practicing my lines for the Ariel performance today when my phone rang. I didn't bother to look at the caller ID and answered, "Hello?"
"Erin, dear. You finally picked up! I waited three rings for you!"
"Hi Mom. How are you?" I ask refraining myself from rolling my eyes.
"Just wonderful. I was wondering when the next envelope will be coming to your father and I's mail? It's been two weeks and I haven't been able to buy myself some nice earrings in a while."
"I'm working on it Mom. I just had to get adjusted the first few weeks, but I'll make sure to send it to you by tomorrow." I respond back quickly holding back my sour comment that he is not my father.
"Well, since you have been keeping us waiting, I think you owe your parents. Make sure to send us double as an apology for your behavior. Life lesson dear, you can't keep the mature grown ups waiting. It's quite disrespectful."
"Yes ma'am," I sighed, not daring to argue with her. "Thank you for calling in."
"My pleasure honey. Now I have to go and meet with the Royalettes. We're going to a darling tea room. Ta Ta." she says and hangs up before I could say anything back.
I look at my phone for a while wondering what I had gotten myself into. Damn it! I promised I wouldn't do this again...but they are my parents after all. I go back to my lines getting ready for my performances in an hour.
I go through the dance in my head while humming the song that goes with it until someone violently grabs my wrist and yanks me down on my bedroom floor.
"AHHHH!" I turned my head quickly to see who the culprit was and saw Grace laughing her head off. Her laughs started to die down when she saw me giving her a blank stare.
"I'm sorry, alright...kind of...actually not really but we'll laugh at this moment in another 30 years."
"Whatever. Let's just watch a movie or something." I sighed, getting back on my bed and patting the spot next me.
"I'm glad you're taking this well." she nodded impressed then coming to sit on my bed.
I smiled to myself then quickly rolled over her, to the floor, and yanked on her wrist like a ninja so she falls onto the floor. Man, am I good!
"Gosh damn it! I'll get you back Brooks!" Grace yells and shakes a fist in the air.
I laugh loudly, "Hey, in another 30 years, we'll be laughing at this moment." and ran out of the dorm room to get my costumes on for a dreadful day.
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"Nooo!! Don't bring me to the grave! Please!! I'm begging you! Please!" I scream while holding onto the hinges of the door, back stage to the Cinderella palace.
"C'mon Erin! You have to. You're on in 10 minutes!" Fred said forcefully, pulling my legs towards him, forcing me to let go of the door.
"I don't think so mister. Would you rather teach me a lesson, have me look like a fool and you losing customers or suck it up and call it a day without losing any customers?" I reply back.
"You'll be fine if you just loosen up and get on with the play." Fred said, giving me one last tug making my land on the floor.
Wait, this doesn't feel like the tiles floor I'm usually used to. I move around on the floor a bit more with my butt and it felt totally different. It was still hard but more comforting then it usually would when I land on the tile floors.
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Tickets To Neverland
HumorErin Brooks is a sarcastic and sometimes violent girl who's assigned to work as Tinker Bell at Disneyland. She hates it of course because who wants to wear a tight green dress that barely covers their butt and boobs? It's not a Magic Mike: Disney ed...