Author's Note: Hello people of the world! =D
I know I'm already writing 'iKnow it, and so does everybody', but this idea suddenly occured to me during History class, and I just couldn't resist XP
Disclaimer: I don't own iCarly! *sighs sadly* Yeah, I know, sad story.
And I don't own the play 'A Chance For Romance' either!
And now, enjoy!
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EDIT (08/11/12): I'm currently rewriting the first few chapters of this story, so if you're reading this note, this is the rewritten first chapter. I'll explain things better on the author's note in chapter 14. Every edited chapter will have a note like this one. ;)
Chapter 1: The Announcement
Ugh, I hate mornings.
I never really understood why school had to start so early in the morning. I mean, what's the point of it if everyone is almost half-asleep during the first few classes of the day? It's not like you can learn anything when you're practically drooling all over your textbooks.
I sighed as I got the books I'd need for my first class of the day out of my locker. I just really wanted to be home right now, and not be here in this prison.
After about a minute, Carly suddenly rounded the corner, and as soon as she spotted me standing by my locker, a bright smile broke out on her lips. Carly must be the only person on Earth that somehow managed to smile so early in the morning.
"Hey, Sam," she greeted me, the smile not leaving her features for even a second.
"Hey," I replied, my voice completely lacking enthusiasm. I really didn't want to be here right now. "Why do you look so happy?"
Carly shrugged lightly in response as she entered the combination in her locker. "Why should I not be happy?" she asked me, and I simply chuckled at her logic, shaking my head lightly.
As I closed the door of my locker shut and leaned against it, Carly began telling me about how Spencer had set a cup full of iced tea on fire the night before. Even though I had somewhat gotten used to Spencer's unexplainable ability of setting things on fire by simply looking at them over the last couple of years, it still never failed to amuse me.
We talked for some time, until Fredward suddenly came into view as he rounded the corner and paused when he was standing right beside Carly.
"Hey, Carls," he greeted Carly, smiling lightly at her, and I couldn't stop myself from rolling my eyes at him. His crush on Carly was truly pathetic, but he just didn't seem capable of realizing that.
"Hey, Freddie," Carly greeted him back, returning his smile.
"Sam," he said, the smile instantly leaving his face.
"Dork," I replied.
"Demon," he said, and then walked away, making his way over to his locker, which was just a few steps down the hallway.
He's such a dork, I thought to myself as I watched him leave, before turning my attention back to Carly. We continued chatting for a while, until Mr. Howard suddenly descended the staircase that led to the second floor of the school and entered the main hall, bearing his bullhorn.
"Everyone, I need your attention for a moment," Mr. Howard spoke into his bullhorn, but no one paid attention to him. "Everyone, just be quiet for a moment," he tried once again, but just like the previous time he had spoken, no one even looked in his direction. It was obvious that he was already losing his patience, but I don't think anywhere cared. Well, that's what you get for being the most hated teacher in the school; apart from Ms. Briggs, of course. "SHUT UP YOU LITTLE DEMONS!"
That made everyone pause and look at him.
Now that he had everyone's full attention, Mr. Howard cleared his throat and spoke in the bullhorn once again, this time using his usual tone of voice.
"This year, the school drama group will be performing a play called 'A Chance For Romance', which was written by one of our students, Carly Shay." Everyone looked at Carly for a brief moment, before directing their attention back to Howard. "But the drama group doesn't have enough people to perform it, so everyone is required to audition for a role in the play," he continued. "Anyone who doesn't get a role will be required to make part of the production crew, which will be responsible for the lightning, sound effects and such." He made a short pause as he let his eyes scan the hall. "Whoever doesn't audition will lose half of their English grade of the semester, so if you don't want to fail this year, I suggest you be here tomorrow evening. And if you already have something planned for tomorrow evening, then that's your problem."
Everyone remained frozen for a moment, simply watching as Howard made his way down the hallway and vanished into the teacher's room.
"I can't believe this!" I said as soon as he was gone. "Why did you have to write that play?"
"It was an assignment!" Carly told me defensely. "And it's not my fault that Ms. Briggs loved it!"
I scoffed. "Whatever," I said, shaking my head lightly. "I just really don't want to be part of a play."
"Why not? Imagine how fun it would be!" Carly told me, smiling brightly. "And it's not like you have a choice, anyway." She paused for a moment. "Wait, you're not considering not auditioning, right?" Carly asked me, suddenly sounding worried.
"Of course not!" I told her. "It's not like I can afford losing half the grade of the semester, and I really don't wanna have to repeat a year."
Carly seemed extremely relieved at my words. "Good," she said. The bell suddenly rang, signaling the beginning of the first class.
"We can go over to my place after school so I can tell you about the play, because I know you probably didn't listen when Ms. Briggs told us about the story," Carly said as we made our way to Mr. Lenning's class.
I chuckled. "I'm pretty sure I fell asleep."
Carly simply chuckled, rolling her eyes and shaking her head lightly at me as we continued walking.
"Sam, come over here!" Carly called from the spot where she was sitting in front of the computer screen.
I looked up from the plate full of ham that was currrently resting on my lap. "Why?" I asked, not feeling like moving from where I was sitting on the couch.
"I found the original file of the story here in the computer," she told me, smiling. "I know they made a few modifications when they turned it into a script, but it was nothing major, and since you refused to get one of the guides with the lines of the character you'll audition for, I think it's a good idea for you to read it with me."
"I don't see how that's a good idea," I said, tossing a slice of ham into my mouth.
"Well, don't you think that you should at least know what the play is about when you audition?" she asked me.
I shrugged lightly. "It's not like I'm gonna get any role in it, so why bother?"
"Sam, come on!" Carly whined, but when she realized that I wasn't willing to move anytime soon, she sighed in defeat. "Fine," she said, giving in. "I'll just tell you the story, then."
With that, Carly began talking about how the idea for the play had crossed her mind. According to her, she had always loved Romeo and Juliet and that whole forbidden love thing, so she decided to write the story as an assigment for Ms. Briggs's class. Apparently, Ms. Briggs had loved the story, and since the school drama group had still been looking for a play to perform, Ms. Briggs and the teacher who was responsible for group decided to give Carly's story a shot. They turned it into a script and, with Carly's approval, decided to present it in the end of the school year, which was over eight months away from now.
After telling me everything about how her story had become a play, Carly then began to tell me the story itself. Apparently, it was some cheesy love story about a girl and a boy - Mabel and Bruno - who fell in love but couldn't be together because there was some kind of rivalry between their families, or something like that. And as Carly began going on and on about the story, my eyelids began to grow heavy. I tried to concentrate on the words Carly was saying, but her voice seemed to be coming from far, far away...
"Sam!"
My eyes popped open and I jumped awake. "I didn't do it, I swear!" I said as I looked around frantically, only to find Carly staring at me with an annoyed look on her face.
"How long have you been asleep?" Carly asked me, crossing her arms over her chest.
I shrugged lightly in response, looking down. "Well..." I hesitated for a brief moment, but I decided to tell her the truth. "Since a few seconds after you started telling me the story," I admitted.
Carly shook her head in disbelief, but she looked slightly amused. "I can't believe it."
The front door of the Shays' apartment was suddenly pushed open, and Freddork walked inside.
"Yo yo," he said, closing the front door shut behind himself. "What are you two doing?"
"Well, I was telling Sam about the play, but someone fell asleep and left me talking to myself for almost twenty minutes," Carly told him, putting an exaggerated amount of emphasis on the word 'someone'.
"Why am I not surprised?" Freddie asked, seeming completely amused by what Carly had just told him. I would have responded to that with an insult, but I was a little too busy with going back to enjoying my ham to do it.
"So..." Carly began. "Are you getting ready for tomorrow's auditions?" Carly asked Freddie.
"Well..." Freddie hesitated for a moment. "Yeah, of course," he said, but anyone would have been able to tell that he was lying.
Carly sighed at his response. "Not you too!" she said, sounding pretty frustrated. "You guys, why aren't you making any effort?"
"Because it's not like we're gonna get a role in the play," I replied simply, shrugging lightly at her. "I mean, just look at him," I continued, gesturing at Freddie with my hand, which made him raise his eyebrows curiously at me. "He's the king of the nerds! They're probably just gonna put him to play with all that tech stuff in the backstage." Freddie rolled his eyes at my words, but he didn't say anything, since he probably knew that what I said was actually true. "And I'll probably get stuck with opening and closing the curtains."
Carly rolled her eyes at me, shaking her head lightly. "Whatever," she muttered, before walking back over to where the computer was set.
It was true, though. It wasn't like either me or Freddie would end up getting a role in the play, so why should we worry about it? And it wasn't like I wanted to get a role in it, anyway.
I just had no idea what awaited me back then.
Author's Note: Soooo, what did you think? =P
The play is the same one from the episode iSaw Him First (the one Carly supposedly wrote).
Now, do you know what you should do?
Yes, review! Please, it will make my day! =D
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