I walked through the door, breathing in the smell of hairspray that had hit me immediately .“Nice hair bun!” A girl exclaimed as she hugged me. I laughed as she turned in her floor length skirt. “Are you ready for the first show?” I asked as I smiled and shoved popcorn in my mouth, I was so hungry. “I hope, but if anything happens we will definitely be able to recover! That's true, we all knew how to improv but I wanted this show to be great, my mom and friends were coming!
It had to be good, I turned to the rack pulling out my outfit and wrinkling my nose,it smelled so gross from all those dress rehearsals. But I still loved it.
I dashed past people to get to the bathroom. Some of my friends were there and doing their hair or makeup. It was quiet as I tried to change, when I got to the buttons on my shirt I knew I needed help. “Can someone please help me?” I asked as I laughed trying to clean up the rest of my stuff. Ritika turned towards me with a smile, she had done her hair but still needed to get her makeup done. “Thank you.” I said as she finished with my last button. I made my way back to the room and over to where Patricia was trying to get her wig on.
I stared at it, definitely not the most natural color but of course it looked great on stage, which was all that mattered. I walked with her to get my mike pack, I helped her put her mike on and quickly went up on stage to do a mike check.
“Haley please speak into the mike.” Mr.Bartorch asked.I didn't have an idea on what to say so I counted, “One,two,three…” “Please say some of your lines.” Okay this is going to be awkward I turned towards the person who was playing Tybalt. I started to speak in my strange accent, I will never get use to the awkwardness of it, we continued to exchange lines until he said that both mikes worked.I breathed a sigh of relief as I walked off the stage. I turned to leave the stage as my friend Isabelle exclaimed, “That was great!” I smiled hugging her before heading back to the classroom and getting water.
I was so excited and now that I knew that my accent wasn't that awkward I was happy.
I sat down on a chair in the choir room and waited for people to file in. I waited patiently until I couldn't stand the silence anymore. I went over by the piano where Jenny was taking her turn playing a song and warming up her voice. The time was ticking by only about twenty minutes til the show begins.
I was getting a little anxious and scared as I thought about my lines. What if I forget one? What if the music doesn't start during the kiss and what if it awkward?
What if I don't have time to change?
What if I fall and trip again like in rehearsals?
My mind was racing with thoughts at a hundred miles a second. I was so nervous and I didn't know what to do with all of my thoughts.
After five freak out minutes the door swung open and the majority of the cast came in. Mr. Bartorch smiled and after a quick pep talk, which made everyone excited and scared, Mrs. Musket walked in and told us that the Auditorium was packed.
She told us a few stories and gave us more advice as we all smiled all of our legs bouncing back and forth, making it visible that everyone was nervous.
I quickly got up following the rest of the cast to the hallway and entered backstage. People were running around getting ready for the first scene as I sat backstage waiting for the prologue to be over. I smiled as I saw a friend come backstage. “Great job!” I said, she smiled she tried her best to do her five second change for the first scene, I have no idea how she gets done so fast!
I walked around trying to do little things to keep me busy, I began folding the clothes used in the prologue and by the end of the first scene found myself closing the curtain, getting someone ready, getting into my costume, and helping with a set change.
With all of those tasks I had no time to think, I was already being pushed onstage. The first scene went perfectly without a hitch, I was hoping it would continue throughout the show.
My anxiety not being an issue, I slowly found myself becoming more and more comfortable,by the end of the second scence , I was having the time of my life.
The audience was extremely responsive and that made the show so much better. I couldn't wait for the rest of the show to happen and I also couldn't wrap my head around the fact that the show had already come, months and months of practice led to this one night.
It's hard to say I wasn't overwhelmed with excitement as I realized how monumental this moment was.
The show was about halfway through when I found myself at a complete loss, the time was moving so quickly. I was doing things without thinking, saying lines on time without having any real anxiety.
This show had been drilled into me. It made me feel like it was real life.
Which made some scences a little harder for me not to get wrapped up in, like every scence with Aiden.
By the time I was off stage right before the major fight scence I realized it.
The kiss scence was next.
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