Prologue

"Cordelia, where are we going?" a young Schulyer asked.

"We are going to make your future." Cordelia replied sternly that left no room for more questions. They rode quietly through the streets of Manhattan with the quiet purr of the engine the only sound in the car.

They stopped at a large brick building with the name The New York Conservatory for Dramatic Arts. Schulyer looked slightly apprehensive of the thought of getting in front of people and acting. The Foyer was large and open, but almost everything was white but with random splashing of bright colors.

A lady in a crisp black suit outfit that was striking against all the white walked up to Cordelia and shook her hand.

"You must be Mrs. Van Allen and Schuyler." The lady in the suit said, "If you come with is way, Schuyler will be tested in how much natural talent she has."

They all walked through a corridor with pictures that showed people who littered the T.V, and theater. There was a large wooden door that when opened lead into a large, dark stage. Two people were already on the stage, a man and a woman, both seemed to be singing their heart out, according to Schuyler. In the seats a man with wild hair, kept stopping them every once in a while to critique the singing, where they were standing, and how their arms were.

The lady in the black suit coughed once and then man in the seats turned.

"Sir, this is Schuyler Van Allen. Mrs. Van Allen made an appointment to test Schuyler's acting talent and enroll her in the summer program." She said crisply and very business like.

The man only nodded, and soon Schuyler and Cordelia were seated next to the man. The pair on stage went off stage to who-knows-where.

"Ms. Van Allen, if you would please pick up one of the papers on the stage and stand in the center of the stage." The man said.

Schuyler meekly walked up to the stage and picked up the script to 'Much Ado About Nothing' and hopped on the stage. At the man's command she began.

She quickly lost her self in the play, imaging herself as Beatrice and finding out Benedick loved her. After a while that seemed far too short for Schuyler, the man told her too stop. Schuyler hopped off the stage and her face was on fire with embarrassment. She didn't mean to get lost in the story, it just happened.

The man was in deep conversation with Cordelia, when Schuyler walked up. The man turned to Schuyler with an almost ecstatic air.

"Ms. Van Allen, you have so much natural acting talent. I was curious if you wanted to study here and be come a professional." The man said.

"Mr. James, we are honored that you think so highly of Schuyler, but she needs to finish her education and I don't think we are ready for that type of commitment. Would you recommend some schools, that Schuyler could attend when she grows older?" Cordelia responded. Mr. James walked them to his office that was in a corridor off of the stage room. The room had brochures of various plays that Mr. James had directed. He handed them cards of various acting or performing arts schools,including the reputable Maryland School of the Arts, each with comments written on the back.

Cordelia and Schuyler went back to their house with far more then they expected to come home with.

Cordelia was pleased, Schuyler's acting talent combined with her singing lessons, Schuyler might one day become a wonderful and successful performer.