The Theater

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As soon as her latest class bell had rung , Amy bolted toward the school activity bulletin. She was hoping to make it before a crowd was there but it was too late for when she got there she almost slammed into someone's back. Damn it, she thought. She stood up on her tippie- toes but realized that majority of the crowd was taller than her and gave up on trying that. You would think being 5'6 would be a advantage.

Finally the crowd started to dissipate. She set her eyes on the callback sheet. Amy's legs almost buckled. She suddenly became so nervous she wanted to throw up repeatedly. Yeah sure she was worried because she's been wondering if she got the role or not but this was something else entirely. This part means a lot to her because her favorite movie throughout childhood was "The Little Mermaid".

It would mean a lot to her to play this role for a charity. She loved Ariel so much she dyed her hair the exact red Ariel has when she was 13. Amy felt like she was sweating bullets and could hardly stand the anticipation. She shouldered aside an excited duo and looked at the sheet with hard, steady eyes and shallow breaths.

You know how you're watching a horror movie and know that the dumbest chick there is gonna die first? You must also know the feeling when you're preparing yourself for the killer to strike. In someway, Amy was preparing herself for disappointment to be her killer.

Finally, she found the familiar letters of her name. Putting a finger on the paper she traced the dotted connection and smiled brightly. She got the lead part. OMG!!! I got the part I got the part!!! She thought this over and over, and then realized she was saying it out loud. But she started jumping up and down not caring who looked. Her celebration was cut short when the bell rung telling her to go to her next class.

Amy took a deep breath trying to compose herself. She strut confidentiality to her next class, Biology. She sat down in her assigned seat still beaming.

"Did you get the part?"

Amy turned to her right, toward her best friend Cyrus. He had his dirty blond hair tousled back from running his hands through it constantly. Hazel eyes and freckles Amy adored. He's been Amy's best friend since as long as she could remember. He's been like a extra protective big brother at times. He was even once on the football team but quit when he realized it took time away from being Amy's friend and even transfered to her school when she requested it.

But though he was off the football team he still had his strong build from time on it. His black neck hoodie hugged his muscles. It went well with his navy blue skinny jeans and black converse. He was grinning at her with a crooked smile and nudged her playfully.

"Soo....did you?"

Amy smirked and flipped her hair dramatically and replied,"Was there ever any doubt?"

He laughed. "I shouldn't be surprised. After all you're Ariel's biggest fan." He gestured towards to Amy's hair. Naturally, Amy's hair is midnight black that would make her navy blue eyes pop,but she made sure to keep redying it red when it look faded. Before replying the biology teacher entered.

Her name was Ms. Regina , she's dating the social studies teacher, Mr. Roger, so she looked flustered and deep in thought. She sat down at her desk and held her cheek and giggled like....well they're age.

A girl a named Petra aka the grade's known teachers pet had cleared her throat loudly. Abruptly , Ms. Regina snapped out of her daze and said," Okay class, today we're starting on dissecting ....um frogs."

Amy heard someone whisper enough for some other students to hear."Some teacher, allowing males to affect her teaching" the person scoffed.

Amy turned to her left. Where Petra sat watching her shake her head in disapproval. Amy rolled her eyes, she knew that the only reason Ms. Regina wasn't on Petra's favorite list because Ms. Regina doesn't accept teacher pets.

In Amy's opinion they were lucky. Petra had almost every teacher under her thumb, Ms. Regina was a exception.

"Pickup your frogs in the animal refrigerator to work on with you're partner." Ms. Regina announced.

"I got it " Amy said. She went on a quick line of other students picking their aluminum foil covered frog in a pan. As Amy picked up hers she mentally gagged picking up a medium sized frog from what she could tell.

She put the pan on the table and quickly tied her hair in a pony tail using rubber bands that was tied on her wrist prior and dressed herself appropriately for this experiment. Cyrus had done the same thing and was done before she was.

Cyrus looked at the frog with a frown. Amy got the knife but paused at Cyrus's expression.

"Cyrus? You okay?"

Cyrus shook his head and looked back at Amy with a broad smile. " I'm good. Come on, let's get this started."

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P.s I hope u enjoyed the first chapter, I've tried really hard on it so leave comments letting me know how to make it even better if u want. A picture of Cyrus will be in the next chapter.

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