If you don't know what a LUG is, it means Lesbian Until Graduations
At first glance, everything seemed to be alright. One cold reading and she could at least claim that she tried. But as she read over the paper, she could tell something was up.
"...Mrs. Thatcher?"
"Yes?"
"...I think you've mixed up the shows again. This isn't a comedic piece."
"No? It's not Jane's monologue about the monkeys from the Disney version of 'Tarzan'?"
"No. Now that I think of it, this is from Superman."
"Really?" Erika handed the sheet of paper back to her teacher, who promptly chuckled at her own mistake. "Alright then. Let's do this one instead."
"-But-"
"Erika, every comedy has its tender moments. While there's no real romance in 'The Odd Couple', there are less comedic moments. Besides, I am already aware of your comedic power- your performance in 'Oklahoma!' proved that. Now that I think of it, going with the original would've been redundant. Let's just go with this one, and figure out what happened later."
Was Mrs. Thatcher serious? Was she asking her to perform a dramatic monologue for a comedy audition? 'That's almost too impossible to be true.'
Just as she was about to ask her teacher to look for the other script, the door opened again, revealing a distressed blonde girl who appeared to be a little frazzled.
"Excuse me, Mrs. Thatcher, but I think I left my Calculus folder in here."
The theatre master handed the girl a slightly tattered red binder, smiling as she took it. "Yes, Miss Kingsley. I was actually about to send this to the Lost and Found."
Erika couldn't believe it. She was in the same room as Kelly Kingsley. THE Kelly Kingsley, the girl who was considered by most to be nothing short of a 'King' in a school of girls. The one girl in all the school who not even her stepsisters could dupe, bribe, badmouth, and seduce.
Kelly was about to leave as quickly as she'd come in, when she finally noticed the presence of a third person in the room. "Oh, I'm sorry; did I interrupt your audition? Please, I'm sorry."
Erika couldn't find any words to say- THE Kelly Kingsley was apologizing to her! Whatever guardian angels had been ignoring her for the past seventeen years appeared to finally be giving Erika something she might never forget! 'Quick- say something! Anything!'
Fortunately for Erika and her twisted tongue, Mrs. Thatcher stepped in. "Oh, it's not a problem, Miss Kingsley. She was actually about to start."
Oddly enough, Kelly backed away from the door a little. "Can I watch?"
Erika's eyes widened at the question, but shrank down back to normal at her teacher's response. "I don't think so, Miss Kingsley. You probably have class to go to."
Kelly just shook her head. "All we're doing in AP Government are watching some low budget movie about the three branches of US government."
Mrs. Thatcher eyes closed shut tightly when she heard the word 'Government', which, in turn, caused the nervous actress's eyes to widen once more. One thing that made her teacher's blood boil was the History Department; her views of those 'stuffy uncreative snobs' were well known throughout the Theatre Department.
"Well, I don't suppose it can hurt this one time." Kelly leaned against the wall behind the English woman. Erika could've sworn that the President's hazel eyes were staring into the very center of her soul. She peeked at the ancient watch on her left wrist. 1:45.
