*hey! hey! hey! If you're reading this, thank you. :) The song i had in mind for Keira's audition will be linked in the multimedia window. Hope you like this one. Votes and comments are very much welcome. Peace!
CHAPTER FOUR: I HATE MONDAYS
The weekend had gone by faster than expected. I know what you were expecting; Saturday was yet another party night- a time to get wasted and have so much fun you forget it all the next day. But, no. I spent my weekend back at the dorm, sleeping. This just makes the fact that I’m a boring person even more true. Seth and Jess went out for a bit of cocktails Saturday night. They invited me but I just really wanted to sleep. Sunday came and nothing eventful happened. Jess and Seth weren’t coming out of their rooms so I did the same. But come Monday, all the peacefulness that the weekend had to offer, was gone.
“Did you hear? They’re going to start casting for next sem’s production.” Seth said while we were walking to the academy.
“They are?” I asked surprise. I found it hardly fair that the academy didn’t even hold auditions for the production. It was always up to the administration to cast who they thought fit best for whatever part there was.
“They’re posting it early this year.” Jess noticed.
“Whatever. I just want the production done with.” Seth said flipping his non-existent hair away from his face.
“It hasn’t even started yet and you want to get it over and done with?” I laughed.
“Exactly.” He smiled at me.
“Hey, what is everybody doing?” Jess asked upon seeing a mass of academy students filing into the auditorium.
“Hey,” Seth said stopping someone in his tracks. “What’s going on?”
“The admin is calling all 3rd years and 4th year students. They’re announcing production slots today.” He said cooly.
“They’re announcing it?” I asked emphasizing the word “announcing”.
“That’s a first.” Jess said. Like all the other 3rd year and 4th year dancers, we made our way into the BAPA auditorium.
When the last student had filed in and had taken his seat, Mr. Montgomery –BAPA’s head master-climbed the stage and took a spot in front of the podium.
“Good morning students.” He said clearing his throat before starting. The low hum around the auditorium slowly disappeared. “As you all know, every year we host a production for the 3rd and 4th year students of the academy. It is the perfect chance to show what God-given talent you have as well as showing dance companies what you’re made of. This year will be no different. As usual, second term will be spent learning and rehearsing the choreography amongst yourselves. Third term will be spent rehearsing on the big stage and running the production as well. But this year will be slightly different.” The hum had come back. “This time, we have a few extra hands and help from the Lyric School for Music.” Now the hum had become louder. Everyone was reacting both positively and negatively.
“What?!” Seth said almost charging to the stage. “The production is supposed to be about BAPA students not some other school.” He cried out along with other violent reactions.
“Yeah!” Jess said in agreement.
“What ever happened to tradition!?” I shouted in addition. The BAPA production was all about its students and dance. It was as simple as that. It didn't need voices to speak for us; our movements tell the story we want everyone to hear.
“Settle down everyone. Please. Settle down.” Mr. Montgomery said waiting for the students to calm down. “Obviously, this year will be more of a musical then a dance production on its own.” Again more negative reaction roared through the auditorium.
