Dim-Chapter 1]
''And the reason you must make a play believable is to make the audience feel the emotion! 'Exclaimed Sikowitz.
''Now, as many of you might already know, this semester,we signed up for the creative year, to help benefit, our more''Sikowitz looked at Cat, who was sucking on a toffee and trying to plait a wig.
''Needy ,I have paired everyone up an your job is to write a musical with three scenes and two songs, then at the end of the three months you and your partner will perform with your own background music and costumes.''
He walked around the room and picked up a clipboard from the back shelf and read out the pairs.
'Andre and Robbie
Jade and Leila
Beck and Trina
Tori and Cat….''
Tori blanked out all of her mad teachers words and thought about her partner, Cat Valentine. Cat was dim, and she had only just passed her Cultural History class which most people passed last year, and now Sikowitz had paired them together for a 90% grade credit project. Was he getting madder by the minute?
Tori walked out the classroom as the bell went and called to Cat to meet her at her house after school at she whipped out her phone and put out a slap post…
Can't believe that we have to 90% grade credit project, and my partner will steal all of my credit!
Feeling: Lost….
''Guys, I don't want to work with Cat…..She'll just sing the songs and do some weird acting in her own special way and I'll be doing the music the script and the costumes! 'whined Tori, biting into her taco and crunching furiously.
'Oh boo-hoo to you, Vega 'said Jade and she drank her soda.
'Watch it before I pour my salt into your soda, 'said Tori, shaking her salt packet in Jade's face.
'Actually, that would be an interesting combo…'mused Jade, snatching the packet and sprinkling some in her drink. She took a sip and walked off. She kissed Beck and said something about seeing Leila about Jade's song in their play.
'Look, don't sweat it, I got stuck with Robbie…and no way is he putting pen to paper and writing the songs for our performance.' Chuckled Andre and he got up and began to walk to the black-box theatre to do some guitar chords. Robbie ran after him.
'I'm over broken glass songs!'
'And the puppet stays at your place, I don't want that thing saying things like: 'Your Grandma got some serious chizz wrong with her….'I can't take it!' yelled Andre.
Beck scraped the last of spaghetti Bolognese from his bowl and said to Tori,
'Look, I got stuck with Trina, and to make sure I don't have to suffer her song ideas, I'm eating lots and lots of garlic, and when we're performing, I'm turning her mic off.'
Tori raised an eyebrow, and said, 'How is turning off her mic gonna solve her stupidity? And, you might want to eat a few more dishes of that spaghetti Bolognese, Trina hates garlic, but you need a really strong whiff to scare her off…'replied Tori, picking at her chips.
'Oh don't worry, I've got garlic cologne at home…'said Beck
'What? 'Asked Tori, nearly chocking on her chips.
'Nothing. But seriously, 'mumbled Beck 'Give Cat a chance, you don't know what our little red is capable of…'
