Pidge Parson's Slightly Dramatic Existence

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I'm only halfway through the first entry and I love it. I'll definitely keep reading. ^-^

[Roonil Wazlib]

Thank you! It's nice to know that people are reading my ramblings xD

[BlazingSabre]

Enjoying the unconventional character perspective!

I know that my high school experience was definitely different than most-- the nerds, arts kids, and dorks outnumbering the normal people led to the most relaxed atmosphere I could think of within a public school. I actually wore a cloak to school and received several compliments.

I'm glad that someone's capturing the perspective of those of us who go to slightly less normal schools, though I'm thinking that mine is slightly more strange than the one being portrayed here… Ah well ^.^

Keep up the good work!

[Guest]

Enjoying the unconventional character perspective!

I know that my high school experience was definitely different than most-- the nerds, arts kids, and dorks outnumbering the normal people led to the most relaxed atmosphere I could think of within a public school. I actually wore a cloak to school and received several compliments.

I'm glad that someone's capturing the perspective of those of us who go to slightly less normal schools, though I'm thinking that mine is slightly more strange than the one being portrayed here… Ah well ^.^

Keep up the good work!

That sounds like my school, only my school is tiny.
*Squeak* yes I stalk this thread... meep c:

[Roonil Wazlib]

Thank you both :3
Wow, your schools sound great! I mean, the people at my school aren't bullies or anything but they're likely to just ignore anyone who's not their friend. I don't really mind though. Anyways, I'm working on the next entry right now so it should be up soon :)

[Roonil Wazlib]

Dear Diary,
Well, at least I won't have to deal with Lily during rehearsals- she dropped out, thank goodness. She's always been a sour loser. I had the first rehearsal yesterday. We just worked on some music and Mrs. King (the music director) organized us by vocal ranges. It was kind of terrifying though. You see, I don't really know anyone who's doing the musical, except for Louisa, Eric and Avis but they have their own friends in the music wing and I kind of felt out of the loop. I guess I'll just tell you then. I had drama class at the end of the day, so I went straight from Drama to the chorus room, where the music rehearsals are held. The second I stepped in there, I regretted my decision even more. There was a big crowd of people and I didn't know any of them. Thankfully, Louisa got there a few minutes after me so I only had to stand awkwardly for a little while, but it was still kind of intimidating. Louisa stayed with me the whole time we were waiting for Marilyn (the director) to get there, but she didn't talk to me much as she has a lot of other friends in the music wing. She introduced me to some of them. First, Sherri who's her second closest friend, then Olivia, who's another girl I know vaguely, then Huck, a boy who I've known since 2nd grade but I've never really talked to him, then a bunch of other people I won't bother to name. There's too many!
Oh, of course I ought to mention Robert. He happens to have a crush on Louisa, but no one's bothered to tell her because she won't listen. She's in denial, the poor girl. Robert's okay I guess, but he doesn't seem like Louisa's type. Oh well, I won't get involved with her love life. Eric got there five minutes before Marilyn arrived, said hi to me and Louisa, and went off with Wendy, Avis and Huck. I guess I'll be sticking to Louisa from now on.
As soon as Marilyn arrived, we flooded into the chorus room and sat down wherever. Of course, soon Mrs. King started arranging us by our voices and I was left alone in a sea of Mezzo-Sopranos I didn't know (Louisa and Avis are sopranos and Eric was in with the other guys). Then we started singing a few warm ups. Slightly boring, but necessary I suppose. We then spent the next hour singing Yellow Brick Road, and then rehearsals were out. I can't quit now, but this will be a long few months.
-Pidge Parson

[Roonil Wazlib]

Sorry for the lack of activity, I've been busy lately with some french stuff. I'm about 1/2 way through the next entry, so it should be up soon. Thanks!

[Roonil Wazlib]

Bump :3

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mwuhaha. how much longer until the next entry?

[Roonil Wazlib]

@AJ Right now :)

Dear Diary,
Another rehearsal yesterday afternoon. It was a little better I guess. Louisa was late, so I chatted with some of the ensemble girls while we were waiting. Abrielle and Jadyn are both seniors. I've seen them around the halls, but I've never really talked to them. They're really nice, though. Pablo is also in ensemble, but he's a sophomore. It was a nice feeling, because for a few minutes, talking to them, it felt like I really belonged in the music wing. Of course, then Robert strolled in and all their attention turned to him. He's nice, but he's kind of...loud? He just really likes to be the center of attention.
Louisa came in the middle of our warm ups. She snuck in and sat in the empty seat next to me. Unfortunately, Mrs. King happened to be looking in our direction and saw her. "Louisa! Where do you belong?"
She flushed a little. "Over there." She jerked her head in the direction of the other sopranos.
"Then please, go over there!"
My only friend in this place slunk away to sit with them. I sighed, so quietly no one could hear it. When Once rehearsal let out, Abrielle (who was sitting next to me) turned to me.
"Mrs. King is a bit angry, don't'cha think?" she said quietly.
"Maybe she's just a bit stressed." I said. I don't even know why I was sticking up for this teacher I didn't even like that much.
"She's always a bit stressed." Jadyn joined in, rolling her eyes.
I privately agreed. Mrs. King seemed especially on edge with the coming musical and teaching.
I looked over to where Louisa was. Even though she was allowed to sit with me during the break, she was still talking with Sherri. Traitor. Eric was also deep in his own conversation with Robert. Seriously, why do my friends have to be so popular? I know you're wondering why I couldn't just go over there and join them, but I don't want to force my company on them. I don't think Sherri likes me that much- by no fault of my own, I swear. Okay, it may involve a secret hate note I wrote, but she was stealing my best friend. And it was in middle school. You can't judge a girl based on her middle school actions.
My mom's usually a bit late to pick me up, so I didn't rush to get outside. After the room had cleared out a bit, I waved goodbye to Louisa and Eric (who had to stay after even longer) and went outside to wait in the grass by the parking lot. I waited. And waited. Eventually, it was just me and Robert standing there.
He turned to me. "You're Pidge, right? Louisa's friend?" Oh, I will never live that down- I will always be known as 'Louisa's friend.'
"Yeah." I replied. He looked around the empty parking lot.
"Are you getting picked up?" He looked slightly uncertain.
"Oh yeah, I think my mom's just running a little late."
"Oh, just making sure. I didn't want to leave anyone here alone." I must have looked confused, because he said "It's happened before. Louisa was forgotten by her mom one night last year and didn't get picked up until almost eight!" She doesn't have a cell phone, the poor girl.
"Really?" She never told me about that. Funny, I thought we told each other everything.
"Yeah. I think her brother was sick or something. So, this is your first musical right? What do you think of it?"
I smiled. "It's been great!" A little white lie never hurt anyone. "I mean, except for the fact every single song is stuck in my head, probably forever."
He laughed- a deep sort of chuckle. Not something I'd expect from his wiry frame. "I still have everything from the Music Man stuck in my head, and that was last year!"
That poor kid. Well, besides the fact he can actually sing and almost always gets the lead roles. A red convertible pulled into the parking lot.
"Well, there's my ride." he said. "Are you sure you don't need one?"
"Yeah. My mom will remember me eventually."
"Okay. See ya!"
I smiled. "Bye." He climbed in and as I watched the car speed off, I began to wonder when my mom would show up. I was so sure she would be here by now. The door to the school banged open and I turned around, startled. It was just Eric. It's been a whole half an hour already? Well, I'd better be starting on my homework. And yes, I'm at home. I'll explain later.
-Pidge Parson

((Oh gosh, that turned out longer than expected. Sorry for the big wall of text. Also, sorry for the delay- I did get like 1/2 done last Wednesday but I sort of forgot to finish until now))