AN: A bit of creativity I've been tossing around in my head. Enjoy.
Disclaimer: Please note that CATS and EVITA are both owned by Sir Andrew Lloyd Webber. Also note that this is a fictional story, and I do not believe any rights to perform either of these plays have been made. All characters in this story are mine, unless a reference to an actress or actor is made in another chapter. And of course, I do not own Andrew Lloyd Webber.
Dreams Can Become Reality
Chapter One
Kari Callahan walked down the hallway toward the drama office. Her palms began to sweat. She crossed her fingers as she stopped some ten feet away from the door. There was a large group of boys and girls circled around the doorway, staring at a sheet of white paper that had been tapped to it. Some of them were shouting and hugging one another, other's walked away, looking dejected. One of the girls looked over toward Kari, her thick lashed blue eyes widening and then, tossing her dark, shoulder length crimson curls, she pushed through the crowd, shouting,
"Kari where have you been? You'll never believe it! We got the main role!" Kari's heart stopped, and her almond sized green eyes widened.
"Are you serious Ri?" She replied in a choked whisper. Riona Johnson strutted over to her stunned friend, hips swaying flirtatiously as she turned to wink at one of the passing jocks heading outside for football practice.
"Yes." Riona said, grinning as the entranced football player walked smack into a locker. Chuckling she turned her attention toward Kari. If one was to step back and study the two girls, one would think there were far to many differences there for friendship. Riona was eighteen, a tall girl at five foot eight, with a slim, willowy figure that enticed men of all ages. She knew she was wanted and played it up to it's full advantage. However, despite her flaunting she held very strict standards for herself, and never went any further than she was ready to go. Riona Johnson was a proud virgin. Kari was completely opposite of Riona in ever case but the last. At seventeen, she stood at five foot four inches, with long blond hair falling in a mass of silky, thick waves down to her hips, streaked with red and brown, and other various shades of blonde. Her wide green eyes were surrounded by thick lashes, black with a touch of gold at the ends of them. She had a very pleasing figure, but the baggy clothing she wore concealed the slim legs, and dancers waist. As it went, Kari's looks were better suited for the most recent performance that they're school, St. Gabriel, was putting on. Sir Andrew Lloyd Webber had recently released the rights to perform EVITA, and their theater director had jumped on the opportunity. Because the school was so well renowned, and because many important, and respected, not to mention wealthy politicians children went there, the school had gotten quite a bit of publicity in these early stages, and where already having calls about seat arrangements.
"Hey Rivka!" A voice shouted, causing both Kari and Riona to look over, back toward the doorway. Grace Smith, chosen as one of the extras, waved, and shouted,
"Good job!" Then she turned and walked back into the crowd. The two girls turned to grin at each other.
"Do you think we'll be cursed with the name Rivka for ever?" Riona questioned.
"Probably." Kari responded in that open, honest, direct way of hers. Riona chuckled. "When's the first rehearsal?" Kari asked.
"Tonight. With all the attention this is getting, we can't start too soon. And then it will be red cast blue cast rehearsals. I'm in blue cast. Your in red cast." The school had red cast and blue cast to give the people with the main roles a break. The extras had to be there every night. "Right." Riona said, grabbing Kari's hand. "Let's go down to the office to call our parents and tell them when to pick us up, then we'll drive down to Rose Haven." Rose Haven was the communities theater.
"Right." Kari replied.
Disclaimer: Please note that CATS and EVITA are both owned by Sir Andrew Lloyd Webber. Also note that this is a fictional story, and I do not believe any rights to perform either of these plays have been made. All characters in this story are mine, unless a reference to an actress or actor is made in another chapter. And of course, I do not own Andrew Lloyd Webber.
Dreams Can Become Reality
Chapter One
Kari Callahan walked down the hallway toward the drama office. Her palms began to sweat. She crossed her fingers as she stopped some ten feet away from the door. There was a large group of boys and girls circled around the doorway, staring at a sheet of white paper that had been tapped to it. Some of them were shouting and hugging one another, other's walked away, looking dejected. One of the girls looked over toward Kari, her thick lashed blue eyes widening and then, tossing her dark, shoulder length crimson curls, she pushed through the crowd, shouting,
"Kari where have you been? You'll never believe it! We got the main role!" Kari's heart stopped, and her almond sized green eyes widened.
"Are you serious Ri?" She replied in a choked whisper. Riona Johnson strutted over to her stunned friend, hips swaying flirtatiously as she turned to wink at one of the passing jocks heading outside for football practice.
"Yes." Riona said, grinning as the entranced football player walked smack into a locker. Chuckling she turned her attention toward Kari. If one was to step back and study the two girls, one would think there were far to many differences there for friendship. Riona was eighteen, a tall girl at five foot eight, with a slim, willowy figure that enticed men of all ages. She knew she was wanted and played it up to it's full advantage. However, despite her flaunting she held very strict standards for herself, and never went any further than she was ready to go. Riona Johnson was a proud virgin. Kari was completely opposite of Riona in ever case but the last. At seventeen, she stood at five foot four inches, with long blond hair falling in a mass of silky, thick waves down to her hips, streaked with red and brown, and other various shades of blonde. Her wide green eyes were surrounded by thick lashes, black with a touch of gold at the ends of them. She had a very pleasing figure, but the baggy clothing she wore concealed the slim legs, and dancers waist. As it went, Kari's looks were better suited for the most recent performance that they're school, St. Gabriel, was putting on. Sir Andrew Lloyd Webber had recently released the rights to perform EVITA, and their theater director had jumped on the opportunity. Because the school was so well renowned, and because many important, and respected, not to mention wealthy politicians children went there, the school had gotten quite a bit of publicity in these early stages, and where already having calls about seat arrangements.
"Hey Rivka!" A voice shouted, causing both Kari and Riona to look over, back toward the doorway. Grace Smith, chosen as one of the extras, waved, and shouted,
"Good job!" Then she turned and walked back into the crowd. The two girls turned to grin at each other.
"Do you think we'll be cursed with the name Rivka for ever?" Riona questioned.
"Probably." Kari responded in that open, honest, direct way of hers. Riona chuckled. "When's the first rehearsal?" Kari asked.
"Tonight. With all the attention this is getting, we can't start too soon. And then it will be red cast blue cast rehearsals. I'm in blue cast. Your in red cast." The school had red cast and blue cast to give the people with the main roles a break. The extras had to be there every night. "Right." Riona said, grabbing Kari's hand. "Let's go down to the office to call our parents and tell them when to pick us up, then we'll drive down to Rose Haven." Rose Haven was the communities theater.
"Right." Kari replied.