"well look at that," he smiles. "I never considered myself something as low as a theatre kid, but you know, for you, I can make an exception. Wow. J.D.!" Rodrick smirks while slinging his arm around my shoulder.
"You'll be great. Eye bags, moody eyeliner, should have died long ago, yeah, perfect for you." I retort. This is all my fault, I convinced him to try out for the musical, for the sole reason that it would be funny. I thought he would have gotten like an ensemble or something, or maybe Ram/Kurt! It would be nice to see him get shot.
The worst part is that I got Veronica, or as everyone knows, the girl who hooks up with J.D., in front of the audience. I feel sick, I can't perform! Even though I've been working for this since middle school, I just cannot physically bring myself to perform with him.
Then, the girl playing Heather Chandler comes up to us.
"Well if it isn't social reject girl and eyeliner boy!" She laughs.
"Good to see you're already in character, Heather," I roll my eyes.
"Oh the cast list is up? I hadn't noticed!" Heather (I'm not referring to her as Heather Chandler, I mean Heather Hills) replies, surprised, before shoving us aside to look at the casting choices. "I see my initial assessment of social reject and eyeliner was correct!"
"I see they casted you correctly Heather, with your name being Heather and you being gorgeous," Rodrick fawns.
I hate it here.
