mermaid 》 alemanda ✔

chapter twelve.

alesha

Amanda and I didn't talk for the next week at all and we were getting closer to tech week and the lock in. We had talked through email about the lock in and we had decided we would be the chaperones for it. Tomorrow night was going to be the lock in and the costume fitting night as we were also going to be picking out and altering the costumes for the show. We only had to size people for it and find the right clothing for the roles. Amanda had actually brought in a pair of hot pink fishnet tights that she had at her flat for the girl playing Mrs Wormwood to wear. I hadn't known that Amanda owned a pair of fishnets, much less hot pink ones.

I hadn't thought that she would ever wear anything like lingerie and the tights proved I was wrong. I didn't tell her that and I hadn't yet apologized for my actions the week before during the dinner Amanda had done for us.

Azuka had been drunk when I had gotten home after the "date" and he raped me and beat me because I had come home late again, when I had promised I would be home by nine o'clock. I was home by nine thirty. I had enough of it. I was planning on breaking up with him tomorrow morning, if he did leave me first because he had been threatening it for the past couple of days.

I sat on the piano bench, writing out grades for my individual chorus classes and instrument classes. I taught the piano and the guitar classes as well but I wasn't that good at guitar. I had my classes do a test grade on how well the pieces were coming along in chorus and a test in my piano and guitar classes on what they had learned most recently.

Drama practice was going to be starting soon, in less than five minutes and I had to be ready for it to begin. We were going to be rehearsing with the pit band that Simon ran for the drama club musicals.

I went into the band room and Simon was running through the pieces with the pit band quickly, most likely the parts that they were still having trouble with. I brought my laptop and the papers I had been grading into the office we shared and I put them away to grade tomorrow night during the lock in when I wasn't needed.

I went back in the auditorium and several drama club members were running through their lines. We were supposed to be off script for everything by now and some kids were still struggling with their lines, and some of them were solos in songs. I sat down in the front row of seats, watching them run through the lines.

The rest of the club came into the auditorium and Amanda came running in behind them, a minute late. Amanda was consistently late to rehearsals but it was always only by a minute. It gave me time to start warming kids up for songs. I sat at the piano, warming students up and Amanda sat down where I had been sitting a minute previously, her master copy of the script in her hand.

I got the students warmed up and Simon brought in the pit band. He wasn't going to be conducting as he was going to be playing his trumpet with the band. It was a yearly tradition of his to play with the pit band as it kept him somewhat in practice by playing challenging pieces. I wasn't going to be playing piano for this musical as we had managed to hire someone to do it.

I could focus on other parts of the songs and correct things that needed to be corrected or altered.

I sat down next to Amanda when I had finished warming the students up. "Places!" She called. The students rushed into their places for the opening number, Miracles. If we had any opportunity to talk, it would be now because the pit band had the piece perfect and the kids had it down perfectly as well.