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"If you're trying out for The Bad Seed, You need to sign up here and wait by the auditorium door Until your name is called", Mr.Fitz's voice boomed from the middle of the auditorium. The girls were sitting on the floor cross-legged, some waiting to audition, others just there as moral support.
"Start with the line about the stolen medal", Spencer instructs Emily, as Hanna scrunched her face at some girl in front of her, "Why isn't she wearing any shoes?"
"So she can look short enough to play an eight-year-old", Spencer answered, still going over her lines.
Avery chuckled nudging the brunette beside her, "Aria could try out for the eight year old, even with shoes on." Aria hit Avery playfully.
"What's my line?", Emily groaned, flipping through the pages, "I don't see anything about a medal."
"No, that's what the eight-year-old killed her classmate for", Spencer shook her head, "Penmanship medal. That's why they call her the bad seed."
Hanna scoffed, "A penmanship medal, really?"
"Didn't you read the whole play?", Avery cocked an eyebrow.
"Why do I have to read the whole play? I don't wanna be the bad seed's mother", Hanna rolled her eyes, "I want the other mother, the one who's drunk all the time."
"No comment", Spencer said her voice laced with judgment and amusement.
"Are you still ragging on me for bringing a flask to a dance?", Hanna huffed, "I don't need another parent, Spence. One's plenty."
"Well, has the one figured out that Caleb's in your basement?", Aria quizzed.
"No", Hanna sighed, "but A has." Avery looked away guiltily.
"What are you gonna do?", Emilys eyes widened.
"I'm gonna tell my mom before A gets to her. I'm just gonna ask her if Caleb can stay in the guestroom."
"Hey, there, Hanna and her clanna!" The girls looked up to see Mona smiling down at them.
"Hey, Mona", Avery smiled tightly.
"How'd it go in there?", Hanna asked curiously.
"Honestly, I nailed it. It was epic. I think Mr. Fitz cried", Mona gushed dramatically.
"Good for you, Mona. I guess the rest of us should go home", Spencer retorted sarcastically.
"No!", Mona shook her head, "There are no small parts, Only parts that don't make it into the yearbook. Good luck." Mona smiled before skipping away.
Spencer looked at Aria, "Why don't you audition? You kind of have an in with the director."
"Stop."
Hanna's eyes widened, "Is he wearing the tie you gave him?"
"Stop!"
"It would be so awesome to hang out with you two after school, see you as a couple", Emily gushed.
