An Unexpected Production

Prologue

{By the heavens, I am finally here. This story is from my blog @sanderssides-incorrectquotes and updates are published there, as well as here now. This is for efficiency.}

Warnings: None

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First period was almost concluded in its entirety, and students loudly chattered, filling the air with a lively feeling. The room was full of life and energy, just as drama class usually was. Some people loved it, being in such a social environment. 

   One of these people was Roman Pennypacker, the resident theatre nerd who was known for his love of Disney, participation in school events and clubs, and constantly dressing up in the most absurd attire and costumes on the daily. He also adored the stage and spotlight, and the backstage production of plays. In grade school he always helped with sets for the Winter and Spring concerts, usually going up in front of the audience as an actor as well. 

   When a play production was in the works, he constantly posted to show the progress of props and backgrounds he was helping with. There never seemed to be anything wrong in his life, and no one ever seemed to take a second glance.

   Roman stood near the front of the class, rather loudly talking with his twin brother, who's name was Remus, and a girl about the project they were assigned.

   But as middle school goes, there are some people who prefer the quieter moments. Near the wall beside the door, Virgil Wills stood about a foot or two from his seat, hoping someone would approach him and ask to be in a group for this assignment. 

   Virgil was always a quiet student, hardly talking to anyone, or at all. But despite his silent nature, he paid attention in class and completed most projects. One of the downsides though, was being known by the world as a female named Violet, and while that wasn’t all that nice, he would bare with it for now. 

   “Let’s ask her.” He saw someone pointing at him. He looked up, but he didn’t take off his hood or remove his hands from his ears. He can slightly lip read, but the person was finished talking before he could and he could just barely hear murmurs from the class as they worked. Or maybe they were talking about him, spreading rumours. 'They wouldn't do that, would they?' Virgil wondered.

   Before he could ponder much longer, someone spoke, sounding much closer than he would’ve expected. He startled slightly, removing his hands from their position over his ears and listening as he shoved his hands in his pockets. “Pardon, but could you repeat?” He internally scoffed at his natural voice, since it was higher pitched than the usual "extremely squeaky girl" voice he had possessed all his life, as he dubbed it. 

   “I said, ‘Do you want to be in our group?’” He looked up to find Remus, who was a bit taller than him, standing next to one of the desks that was in the cluster of seats Virgil decided to sit at today.

   The hooded teen almost immediately snatched his bag from where it was on the floor next to one of the chairs, slinging it around his shoulder due to being overprotective of his stuff since there was a chance for theft. He took off his hood and tied his somewhat short hair into a bun (leaving his bangs which he brushed aside) so it was out of his face and he could focus better.

   "Sure?" He wasn't sure in the slightest. In fact, the way he said it sounded more like a question than anything.

   Nonetheless, Remus didn't seem to question his tone whatsoever, not even his expression flipping to the briefest moment of confusion. Instead, the loud and dark humoured twin lead Virgil to the front, Virgil dropping his bag into his seat, and started a conversation once more. 

   Virgil noted the names of who he was working with, and was certain there had been someone named Roman in his second grade class or something when he was younger, looking to the most dramatic one in, really, his whole school. They had yet to interact beyond simple greetings and waves, sure, but Virgil needed confirmation and he was going to have to ask. He guessed that being in this group would give him a good chance to try.
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