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GREASE IS THE WORD
CAST LIST
Danny Zuko- Duncan
Sandy Dombrowski- Bridgette
Patty Simcox- Courtney
Vince Fontaine- Ezekiel
Pink ladies
Betty Rizzo- Katie
Frenchy- Izzy
Marty- Sadie
Jan- Lindsey
T-birds
Kenikie- Cody
Sonny LaTierri- DJ
Doody- Noah
Putzie- Harold
Other
Tree- Heather
Teen Angel (sings 'Beauty School Drop Out') - Owen
Tech
Director- Chris McClain
Costume Designer- Chef Hatchet
Stage Manager- Geoff
Choreographer- Leshawna
Set Painting- Gwen
Lights- Trent
Everyone stared at the cast list, some excited, and some absolutely horrified.
"I refuse to play any part that has the name 'Doody'. That sounds like something my cat did on the living room rug." Noah complained.
Heather glared at him "Shut it, Noah! At least you actually get to speak. What kind of brainless idiot would cast someone like me as a tree? It's degrading." Everyone else just ignored Heather and continued studying the cast list as if maybe this was some kind of sick joke and the real list was on the back of the paper.
"Wow," murmured Duncan. He and Bridgette just stated at each other for a minute in awkward silence, "So… I guess you and me are the two leads."
Bridgette nodded slowly, "I guess so."
"I have to choreograph how many songs?" Leshawna asked Courtney; but Courtney however had other things on her mind. "I'm Patty Simcox?! She's a total prep!"
Noah leaned up against the bulletin board and said sarcastically, "Because of course you two are nothing alike."
"What are you talking about, I am not a prep…much" Just then Cody walked up. Noah moved out of the way and Cody searched the cast list, smiling when he found his own name. "Awesome, I get to be…" Cody squinted at the piece of paper and struggled to pronounce the name,"Ken-key? Kenny-kye?"
"Kenikie." Noah corrected. Cody took another glance at the list and started to laugh.
Heather's dour demeanor grew worse at this. She couldn't stand having other people know things that she didn't. "What's so funny, dweeb?" Cody glanced from Duncan, to Bridgette, to Courtney, and back again.
In between bursts of laughter Cody replied, "Surfer Girl, and Juvie Guy? Man that had gotta be awk-ward!" Duncan grabbed Cody by his striped sweater-vest and shoved him up against the bulletin board, "Shut it, freak." He hissed.
Courtney yanked Duncan by the arm, and attempted to pull him off of the completely amused, yet not exactly fearful, Cody. "Leave him alone, Duncan. He's just kidding," she turned to Cody with a meaningful glare, "right, Cody?"
"Sure. Whatever you say," Duncan let go and Cody pealed himself off of the board. He then turned and started down the hall, staring and waving at the approaching Gwen with a dreamy look in his eyes… right before he ran into an open locker door.
Gwen came over, her face smeared with grey paint. "Hey Gwen," greeted Bridgette, "So you're painting sets, right?"
"Yeah, I've already started," Gwen answered, "I thought it might be fun to use some of my painting skills on the set, but now I found out that the entire set is painted grey because the are so many scene changes."
"Bummer," Bridgette sympathized. She lowered her voice so that only Gwen could hear, "But Trent is doing the lighting right? You've had a crush on him since 7th grade. You should talk to him."
Gwen shook her head, "Nah, a guy like him could never like a girl like me."
"Uh, hello, people," Noah interrupted, "As much fun as it is to stand around and chat I need to get to class. See ya." He left, and pretty soon the rest of the group dispersed as well, muttering about late classes and missing homework assignments. Little did they know, but these 18 kids would make school history- whether it was for better or for worse you'll just have to find out.
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Hey people! Now, most likely I have a ton of B/G and C/D fans just waiting for the author's note to end so they can flame this fic till it's burned to a crisp. And I'd just like to say that there is a reason for this casting, and that all couples will remain as those listed in the summary (C/D, B/G, G/T, and maybe some I/O).
Also, I did not make up any of the Grease character names. I know it seems strange that a mother would name her kid something like Doody or Putzie (no offense to anyone reading this who happens to be named one of these) but that's how it is.
So, that is all. Flame away if you must. But just remember that God is watching…..
Love,
earth warrior