Two-Bits
"BOOMER! Guess what!" I squealed, practically bowling Boomer over in my excitement.
"You got the part for Cosette," Boomerang said in a monotonous tone.
"How'd you know?" I demanded, slightly put out. She smirked at me, pushing back a bit of purple and black hair.
"Dutchy told me," she said, simply. I scowled.
"Damn Dutchy…Spoiling my fun…" I muttered, darkly.
"Hey, who's playing Fantine?" She winced. "It's so sad that I know almost everything about the play, and I've never seen it," she added. I grinned.
"Compliments of Two-Bits." I made a face. "Starr is playing Fantine. She was SO miffed when I got Cosette. It was great!" Boomer grinned and high-fived me.
Starr is like, the queen of the artsy group. Our school is divided into two large groups, and then there are smaller cliques in each group. There's the artsy group, with all the band, art, drama, and chorus geeks, and then there's the sporty group with the cheerleaders and the jocks. Summer is the head cheerleader, and queen of the Sporties, and Starr, as she is so well-named, is queen of the Artsy group.
So, of course, one would think that a girl whose school nicknamed her 'Starr' would be the one to play the lead female.
"I am SO good," I crowed, laughing at my luck.
"You are," Boomer agreed. "Hey, who's going to play Marius?" she added. I snapped my fingers.
"Oh! I was on such a Mizzy high, I totally forgot to look!" I exclaimed.
"You must be, if you're saying 'totally.'"
"Shut up."
"Watch it be someone you hate."
"Shut UP."
See, I'm jinxed. Every class project, relationship in a play, or anything that means excessive encounters with one other person, I ALWAYS get stuck with someone I hate.
"Kid Blink."
"What?" Boomer asked, confused.
"Kid Blink is playing Marius." She stared at me, open mouthed, then burst out laughing. "Shut UP!"
"Kid Blink?! That's HILARIOUS!" she gasped, leaning against the wall for support.
"It's not funny!" I snapped. I despise Kid Blink with every fiber in my being. If Starr is queen of the artists, Kid Blink is definitely dictator.
I was about to snap some more, and then possibly go into a rant, but someone tapped me on the shoulder. I spun, and grimaced.
"Congratulations on getting Cosette!" Kid Blink simpered, giving me that 'for-the-fans' smile. "I can't wait to be working with you!" I resisted the urge to pop him one, gave a curt nod, and turned away.
"Ugh! He is SO stuck up!" Kid Blink is a former TV actor for some dumb sitcom. So, of course, he's full of himself.
It sucks.
The bell rang. "Catch you later," I mumbled, now in a thoroughly bad mood. Boomer nodded, and we went our separate ways.
