My Haunted School

Chapter 3

      After the tour of the school, the three of us walled back to the school building. As we walked up the stairs, Eleanor saw a boy with brown hair and innocent big blue eyes. She ran up to him, and he opened his arms wide to hug her.

      "Babe, I missed you so much last night!" I heard him say.

      "Me too, I cannot live without you by my side." Eleanor replied. 

He kissed her cheek lightly, and they walked off together, flirting. Bryan looked at me with a shy smile on his face, but quickly looked away. He walked to the painting studio, and I walked to my next lecture.

During the lecture, I kept remembering the smile that Bryan have given me. That smile was shy, yet welcoming. Sweet, but warm. Never had I seen a boy who dared to be himself, or a person who was not afraid of being judged. However, Bryan was that one person. He was standing quietly outside the lecture hall when I had finished. He was looking at the ground, but still realized that I was there. He took my bag, and we walked towards the theatre, where we would attend our daily musical theatre classes.

     The musical theatre class started off with our instructor going over the skills we would be learning, as well as the play we would be putting up this term. Then, he started the auditions for the roles we would be playing. The play would be a classic "Romeo and Juliet". We waited anxiously for our audition as we sat down on the soft cushioned seats. It was indeed cozy, but that did not stop us being nervous. Before I knew it, it was my turn to audition. I walked up to the stage, trembling. I looked at the monologue I had been given, and read it out with a voice that sounded unprofessional, timid, unconfident.

O serpent heart, hid with a flowering face!
Did ever dragon keep so fair a cave?
Beautiful tyrant! fiend angelical!
Dove-feather'd raven! wolvish-ravening lamb!
Despised substance of divinest show!
Just opposite to what thou justly seem'st,
A damned saint, an honourable villain!
O nature, what hadst thou to do in hell,
When thou didst bower the spirit of a fiend
In moral paradise of such sweet flesh?
Was ever book containing such vile matter
So fairly bound? O that deceit should dwell
In such a gorgeous palace!

After I had finished reading the monologue, I bowed confidently, and walked off the stage. I went backstage, and sat in a corner, hoping that I would get the part of Juliet. I mean, I know it sounds like something a young girl would say, but I really wanted to be Juliet. Not only because of her good moral value, but because this story had been my favorite play since young, and Juliet was my childhood idol. I had wanted to be just like her, good-natured, sweet, and beautiful.

     I was drifting off into my daydream, when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I looked up, and saw Mr. Lake. The teacher in charge of this musical. He gestured for me to go back to the stage. As I followed him, my heart was pumping with anticipation. Had I really got the part of Juliet? Or was I just going to know how badly I had failed? I stepped onto the stage as I did my best to look confident.