Miss Raven's Talent Facility, First Year

Chapter Thirteen: Grace

                                                                              Chapter 13

                                                                                  Grace

    “Oh, look, the trouble-makers are having their scene!” Grace squealed. “I wonder how funny it’ll be.”

    “Probably very much so,” Blue snorted.

    “I can’t wait,” Jo breathed.

    “Neither can I,” Crow admitted.

    “Here they go,” Victoria said calmly.

    Irene said nothing, only blushed and grinned. “There’s my Shun...!”

    “Your Shun?” Grace echoed in confusion.

    “I never said that!” Irene squeaked quickly.

    “Right...” Grace turned back to face the boys now on stage. It was obvious they had no clue what to do. Finally, Kyoya picked up a stick that had been left behind from the last scene and lifted it in the air, holding it carelessly—the way you should hold a stick.

    “This is a sword now,” Kyoya announced. “Chazz, be a dragon.”

    “What? Oh, yeah, I’m...an evil dragon...roar,” Chazz called. Grace blinked.

    “This is turning out interesting,” she whispered to Jo.

    “I know, right?” Jo laughed back.

    “Oh, I will...slay you, dragon,” Kyoya declared.

    “Oh no...I’m going to die,” Chazz half-muttered. “Hurry up and ‘stab’ me. I’m tired.”

    Grace saw Miss Raven quietly face-palm in the background. She giggled. “It’s certainly comedic improv. I wonder what role Shun will get stuck with...?”

     “Probably the damsel in distress,” Blue laughed.

    “That would be HYSTERICAL!” Grace almost shouted. “Do you seriously think they’ll do that?”

    “Kyoya hates him and Chazz will be asleep. You do the math.”

    “Then he’d better do something.”

    Kyoya had thrust his “sword” at Chazz, causing Chazz to fall back, stumble, and “die”. Shun seemed in a daze. Kyoya carelessly lifted the “sword” higher and yelled, “The deed...is done.”

    “Oh, no, I’m dead now...” Chazz called to the audience.

    “Chazz, shut up, you’re dead now,” Kyoya half-hissed.

    “You’re not the boss of me.” Chazz suddenly stood up and jumped down the stairs.

    “Chazz!” Kyoya hissed. “What the heck, dude?! You’re dead!”

    “I’m the LIVING dead. I’m a zombie dragon. Ooooooh...whatever. I’m going back to my room to get some sleep.”

    “Chazz! Get back here...gahh...why do I even care? I’m turning into YOU, Shun,” Kyoya complained.

    “Hmm? Oh...whatever,” Shun muttered.

    Grace raised an eyebrow. “Is he OK?” she wondered aloud.

    “Why wouldn’t he be?” Irene quickly retorted. “I mean, it’s not like we--”

    “Here it comes!” Blue cut in. “Look at the smirk on Kyoya’s face. He’s about to do it!”