A Show

Chapter 2.1- Corine

What should I say? What do I do? "Hey kid I - I didn't mean to- fine! I'll help you!" The instant I said those words her face light up like the sun in the middle of the day.

"Really?! When will we start? I have all my books ready!" I'm surprised how happy she is about this, "wait up, what's in it for me?" Of course I won't do such things without something in exchange.

"You want to be an actress right? I know just the person. He's an acting coach, it's my close friend's brother. He could help you!" I'm in shock right as those words come out of her mouth. "W-what?! You've got this all planned out haven't you?" Maybe you are a smart kid after all, maybe you don't need my tutoring. The kids of our generation always find ways, huh.

"We'll start tomorrow at your place! Right after club rehearsal, okay?" She says, and I reply with "okay. Do you need my address or anything?", "oh no, let's go there together." As you wish ma'am, you might be the road to my success. I'm somehow being really obedient to this kid.

The next day, rehearsals are almost finished. Matt looks at me and mouths thank you and I do the same no thank you. We're cleaning up and I asked Matt if he was going to transfer schools; sadly he replies with a nod.

Corine being right beside us witnessed it, she went mental, "you are NOT leaving! It isn't an extra trio if there's only Jelha and I."

After she said that I zoned out. I was thingking deeply on what I'm going to do. She's right! If I leave to Hollywood, will she be stuck in this theater club being an extra? I can't take her with me. She's been through a lot

— a flashback to Corine's childhood —
5 years ago//
(Corine's POV) I cover my ears as I hear my parents fight yet again. I'm sobbing, tears running down my face like a waterfall. I've decided! I'm leaving this place, to my sister! My sister works as a manager of a theatre near our home, she often sleeps there when she wants to escape home.

Unnoticed, I ran through the backdoor and to the theatre, it was still early hence rehearsals. I saw my sister and ran to her. She knew exactly what was happening. I sat beside her watching them rehearse the play. I was intrigued.

I had interest in plays starting that day, I never dreamed as high as Jelha, I wasn't brave enough. How cowardly of me.

A few days have passed, my sister and I were in our room. I heard thing being thrown, and a loud bang. Door shut. Dad must've left, very infuriated.