by Roonil Wazlib » Sat May 10, 2014 4:36 am
Dear Diary,
Well, I got that over with. Sorry I didn't write yesterday- I didn't mean to leave you hanging. Anyways, the auditions were right after school, so I had to survive a day at school. At least I had lunch with my friends today. I kind of think Xavier has a crush on me. I always catch him looking at me and he's been acting kind of suspicious lately. Like, today Jason (Xavier's best friend) kept looking from me to Xavier and giving him looks. You know, looks that say I know you like her or If you don't grow a backbone I'll tell her myself. Okay, I don't know if that's exactly what his looks were saying, but it was pretty suspicious. I really hope he doesn't like me, though. I mean, Xavier's a great friend and all, but dating him? No, no, no.
I bet you didn't want to hear about my boring almost nonexistent love life though. So, auditions...well, today was only the first day so there were only a few other people staying after to try out. Me, Louisa, Eric and a few other people I didn't really know. Oh, and also Lily. Luckily, all I got from her were a few dirty looks and the cold shoulder. She kept telling this other girl how perfect she was for the part of Dorothy, and how everyone else should just leave because obviously she would get it. I think she was directing most of these comments at Louisa. Oh, and also she was talking about how adorable Eric is. Poor Eric. Though, she does have a point, he is adorable. With huge puppy eyes and thick dark blonde carelessly messy hair....
Sorry, I'll keep talking about the audition. Louisa and I were still obsessively going through our monologues. I didn't dare try to practice my audition song, lest someone kicks me out before they even hear my monologue. But Louisa and Eric did, and I must say they both have lovely voices. Me and Louisa were in the midst of a conversation about last year's play (The Music Man, in which I was not a part of) when I heard my name called. "Pidge Parson?" I hopped up and the woman led me into the almost empty chorus room. At a table, there was a woman sitting with an empty chair beside her.
"I'm Marilyn Polini, the director, and this is Cindy King, the music director." I recognized Cindy as the chorus teacher. I vaguely recalled Eric and Louisa complaining vehemently about her a few weeks ago.
"I'm Pidge." I said bluntly. I handed the sheet music to the piano player.
"Well, Pidge, if you'd like to start with the song..."
Oh crap. They'll throw me out. I smiled in an attempt to delay the moment. The piano player started playing the first few lines of the song. Crap, crap, crap.
I took a deep breath and sang. Well, it looks like I've run out of paper. Sorry to leave you hanging again, but you'll have to wait until tomorrow to hear the rest.
-Pidge Parson