Wednesday September 9th, 2009

Me and My Dick would be premiering in a month and Joey had so much going through his head right now that he honestly, didn't need to worry about. His academics were doing fine, friends have been made through the upcoming production, but it was all the pressure from being the star of the show that made him uneasy.

In a hurry to get to rehearsals, he bolted past familiar faces around the campus to get to the auditorium. His blue headband began to slip off his head slowly with each step he took, so pulling it back into place was necessary every few seconds. Once at the corner of the block, he saw that the traffic light was currently red. Jogging across the street, he went to open the front door the auditorium. Joey's forehead was met with the door with a thud, making him curse and wince.

"Oh my god, are you okay?" A vaguely familiar Bostonian accent questioned him as he rubbed the struck area. He looked up to see big brown eyes scanning about his face to see if he was severely hurt. Wavy, orange locks of hair hung over her shoulders. She stuck a hand out to help him up, "I'm so sorry, I'm just really in a rush and I don't know where to find my goddamn building…" She readjusted her bag strap over her shoulder after Joey had accepted her assistance back onto his feet.

"Well what building are you looking for?" He asked, eying the several buttons that covered her bag.

"Just the general area for the Art & Design; I can find my way to the right place, just not the actual… school, I guess."

This was Joey's third year of college, so he knew the campus pretty well. "Art & Design's across the street down here – you'll see the sign out on front." He pointed down the road of identical looking schools and looked over to the ginger to see her nod in understanding. "Okay, thanks!" She flashed a friendly smile and began walking in the direction towards the right school, calling, "Sorry again about smashing your face in with the door!" over her shoulder.

Joey remembered why he got hit in the head in the first place and then rushed back to the auditorium, knowing he'd get some kind of lecture from the director about attendance.

Saturday October 31st, 2009

It was the closing night of Me and My Dick and everyone was finally letting loose as they went backstage to greet friends and given flowers by family members. It was hard for him to understand why anyone would've invited their family – it wouldn't be what you considered a family show. "Hey." Someone tapped his shoulder. He turned around to see his acquaintance with her ginger hair pulled back into a bun. A small bouquet of pink and yellow tulips was held in her hands. "You did a really good job out there, the previous nights, too…" She looked down at the flowers and then looked back up at Joey. "These are for you by the way," The shorter ginger held them out before him.

"Oh, thanks!" Joey grinned with his crooked jaw, which his fictional-self had been criticized for. He examined the pink ribbon that held them all together, twisting the curled ends between his fingers. "We haven't properly introduced each other, have we?" He stuck out his hand that was free for her to shake, "I'm Joey by the way."

"Yeah, I read the playbill. I'm Kaylee." She took his larger hand and gave a polite shake and smile, "Could you sign it, too? I just really like musicals and... yeah." A black Sharpie marker was pulled out of her hoodie pocket and handed to him.

Joey happily obliged, neatly writing his signature on the blank back page of the pamphlet, along with a thank-you note and a smiley face. "Thanks, Joey. I guess I'll see you around then?" Kaylee took a step back to leave him to his celebrating friends. He looked around him to see the main cast members hugging and praising each other. "Well, I'm not doing anything important at the moment – let me walk you out, at least." He offered, looking out into the dark night through the open double doors.

She raised an eyebrow and shrugged, "Okay then, whatever floats your boat." Said Kaylee. He stayed at her side, swimming through the crowds of people who were also on their way out. Their breath was just barely visible outside. The cool winds that made his nose numb helped ease his adrenaline from the performance. She shivered and snuggled her face deeper into her sweater. Joey kicked the brown and orange leaves on the ground as they turned into the parking lot. "Thanks for walking me back." She fumbled with her keys to unlock the first car they came to.

"This is yours?" His jaw dropped at the white and black vintage muscle car that she was now halfway in.

"Yep, she's a 1970 Buick 'GSX' Stage 1. I got her as a going-away-to-college present." Kaylee stood awkwardly with one foot still on the ground. He nodded, peering through the windshield to see the black leather interior. "Okay, just drive home safely. Try not to run over any little kids in costumes." He took a step back as she shut the door and waved. "I won't, I promise." She smirked and turned the key in the ignition. Joey padded back to the bustling auditorium with his hands in his pockets.