This story is dedicated to showtunediva's co-star Michelle Emmond who always gives her the best advice for play auditions, whose character's name is Zoe.

Hi Everyone! TheCatsApprentice19 and showtunediva here! We are very excited to be starting this collaboration together, which includes our two OC's, Kirsty (TCA19's OC) and Demi (STD's OC). To make things make sense, this story is set in the universe of showtunediva's 'Views from a Dust Speck', in which Kirsty is sent into a parallel Seuss in the four month gap between Chapter 8 and 9 of my own 'What Really Happened'. To make things easy to understand, it would be recommended that you read all of showtunediva's story and at least up to Chapter 8 of my own.

This chapter was written by the lovely showtunediva (Janine), who will be writing all the odd chapters, while I (Sophie) will be writing the even. This story only plans to be 8-10 chapters long, and we would love to hear your feedback and words of wisdom. We hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: We do not own anything Seussical the Musical or Seuss. It belongs to Lynn Ahrens, Stephen Flaherty and Dr. Seuss Enterprise. We only own our respective OC's, and showtunediva owns the names of the mentioned Whoville ensemble characters and the names of the Bird Girls.

Please R&R!

Sophie and Janine

Chapter 1: Meeting a New Friend (Demi's POV)

Today I was walking down town running some errands when I ran into an unfamiliar person I had never met before. She looked around my cousin Jeff's age, maybe a few years younger.

"Hi. Are you lost?" I asked.

The stranger nodded slowly, making it clear to me that she didn't know me either.

"Are you from around here?"

"No. I'm an exchange student. I've only been here for about a week," she replied, softly, obviously still a little wary of me. Seeing this, I kept talking to her, trying to let her know I was friendly.

"What's your name?"

"It's Kirsty. Just Kirsty. I'm living with Mr. and Mrs. Mayor at the moment."

I smiled, putting my hand out to her. "It's very nice to meet you. I'm Demi. Where are you looking to go?"

"The library. Just to learn some history about this place."

"I'll walk with you. I need to drop some books off on my way to the store anyway. Will you need someone to walk you home?"

Kirsty shook her head. "That's very kind of you, but Mrs. Mayor said she would pick me up later."

"How old are you?" I asked.

"Fourteen, though I'm turning fifteen in a few months," she replied. "Why do you ask?"

"Oh, I have a cousin around your age. Do you go to Whoville High?" When she nodded, I continued. "Jeff's a junior, so a few or two older than you. His best friend Randy has a younger sister named Lauren. I will have to introduce you to her sometime."

"Has any of your family been drafted into General Schmitz's army?" I asked her. When she shook her head, I sighed. "Well, Jeff was drafted a month ago. I already miss him. My other cousin was also drafted, but luckily she's too young to fight. She's only 12."

We walked the rest of the way to the library in silence.

Later that night at dinner, my uncle Charles turned to me. "Demi, how would you like to go a concert this weekend?"

I grinned. "Sure Uncle Charles. Anything to get my mind off of this stupid war. Where is the concert?"

"At the community center. A local jazz band is playing."

"Can Abby and Jocelyn come too?"

"The more the merrier."

Abby and Jocelyn were my best friends. Their siblings have also gone to General Schmitz's Military Academy and going to fight in the Butter Battle.

"I met someone new today," I told them, my mind drifting back to my meeting with Kirsty. "Her name is Kirsty. She's an exchange student, and she's staying with Mr. and Mrs. Mayor and Jojo."

"Really? I didn't know Mr. and Mrs. Mayor were hosting an exchange student?" my aunt Sophia asked.

"Well, that's what I was told. She's only been here about a week."

My uncle nodded. "Very interesting. What's she like?"

"She seems very shy. Not very talkative. Hopefully she makes friends at Whoville High. She's in 9th grade."

"Jeff's friend has a sister in 9th grade. Maybe they've met."

I shrugged. "Who knows?"

Saturday night, I picked up Jocelyn and Abby around 6:15 that night, ready for the concert start at 7:00pm.

"I'm so excited about this concert!" Jocelyn exclaimed.

I grinned. "I am too. I am so glad my uncle suggested this idea. I think it will get all our minds off of the butter battle and how much we miss our relatives who are fighting in it."

My uncle met us on the front steps of the community center with the tickets. He smiled at us.

"You ladies look lovely tonight."

Jocelyn smiled. "Thank you Mr. Daniels. We're looking forward to seeing the show."

We went into the auditorium to find our seats. As I was about to sit down, I saw Kirsty right at the front row.

"Hey! Kirsty! Over here!"

She turned quickly, seeing me wave and came over to me. "I didn't know you were going to be here tonight." I told her. "Are Mr. and Mrs. Mayor here too?"

Kirsty nodded. "We're sitting over there." She pointed across the aisle two rows up from where we were sitting. "I would love to talk to you more, but it looks like the shows about to start. I hope you all enjoy your night."

"We will. Thank you!" The lights flickered on and off indicating the show was about to start. "See you at intermission!" I said, as Kirsty went to join Mr. and Mrs. Mayor.

My aunt smiled at me. "She seems very sweet Dem."

I nodded. "She is, isn't she?"

The lights in the auditorium dimmed and the MC emerged from behind the curtain, just as we were taking our seats.

"Good evening Ladies and Gentleman. Thanks you for joining us tonight for this wonderful night of Jazz. Enjoy the show!"

During intermission, we went into the lobby, where my aunt and uncle found Mr. and Mrs. Mayor.

"Sophia, Charles! How are you enjoying the show?" Mrs. Mayor asked my aunt and uncle.

My uncle grinned. "It's wonderful! This definitely helps us to get our mind off of the Butter Battle. Have you heard from Jojo?"

Mrs. Mayor shook her head sadly. "No, we haven't. We hope to have some news soon. "

"But enough about the war…Have you met Kirsty? She's an exchange student, and she's staying with us for the next few months." Mr. Mayor said, bringing Kirsty over.

My uncle shook his head. "No, but Demi has told us so much about her. Welcome to town, Kirsty."

Kirsty smiled shyly. "Thank you, sir."