Dinglehoppers

Trece

13. Have a character find/buy and animal and name them after something Disney.

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“[Whale groans] Okay, he either said, ‘Move to the back of the throat’ or he ‘wants a root beer float’.”

-Dory, Finding Nemo.

If Ellie could gather clips of the past month and put them all in a video while playing some up-beat groovy music (preferably a Disney song) to show what had been of her life in that month, she would.

But sadly, her life wasn’t a movie.

So, the past month had been one of the most stressful of her entire life.

Between balancing her lines, her grades, her family and Lionel, she really wasn’t sure whether she was doing a good job or not. And with Halloween right around the corner, she was freaking out even more because she still didn’t know what she was going to dress up as this year.

Even though Lionel was way more cooperative than the first time she tried to talk to him, his interest for the play were still very slim.

She’d have to chase him down during school hours to find out when they could rehearse again outside of theatre, and most of the times he’d make up excuses of why he couldn’t, and Ellie just had to go along with them.

One thing they had both recently learned, though, was that they had been neighbors for roughly six years, and they hadn’t realized it.

Ellie had offered him a ride home one day after running lines, and he had told her there was no need, since he literally lived two blocks away.

In other words, he lived two houses away from Celia.

That would have been a total plus when it came to running lines with him – if he really did have an interest in running lines, but he didn’t.

Some days, Ellie had been intent on storming right up to his house, knocking, and forcing him to cooperate, but she chickened out every time.

And frankly, Miss Dawson didn’t even seem to care.

It was like she had left all the responsibilities to Ellie, so that way if the play went down because of Lionel, it would be Ellie’s fault.

Ellie tried not to think about it, but it was just constantly nagging at her, the same way the thought of Lionel’s gorgeous green eyes were nagging at her as well.

… There was something wrong with her, and she knew it.

 

“So no Ariel this year?” Paige asked Ellie, staring at her as if she had just said Paige’s make believe boyfriend Shemar Moore was coming by to visit her that evening.

“No Ariel. I’ve dressed up as her too many times.” Ellie said, glancing up from her notebook, reading the words ‘hyperbole’, and writing down the definition on her notes.

Literature class was probably the only class that didn’t bore the crap out of Ellie. Because of her passionate love for reading, she was almost always one step ahead of the whole class when it came to the subjects.