Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Danny Phantom. O.o
a/n: I got a hair cut! Isn't that peachy. Yeah. It's shorter now, about shoulder length. Anyways. Please do R&R. I would really appreciate it. I love hearing from my favorite peeps! Word up! Fur shizzle dawg. Cool. Now you get a special treat. This will be the first time in all my stories history that I will let out my alter ego. Here we go
ClInIcAlLyInSaNeChIcK: How are you doing alter ego?
TheCooooolOne: Radical my man. Posotively trippy.
ClInIcAlLyInSaNeChIcK: That's nice. What do you think about the story so far?
TheCooooolOne: Groovy man...groovy.
ClInIcAlLyInSaNeChIcK: 'cough' Wonderful. How do you see the story ending up in the future?
TheCooooolOne: Groovy man...groovy.
ClInIcAlLyInSaNeChIcK: ...
TheCooooolOne: Yah man...groov-
ClInIcAlLyInSaNeChIcK: That's all for today. Goodbye alter ego.
TheCooooolOne: Peace out my brother, may all fortunes and happieness come down your path of ritiousness, and-
ClInIcAlLyInSaNeChIcK: BYE!
Anyways...Enjoy my fellow brothers and sisters! O.o
Danny's POV:
"Hey...who's Angeline Brookheart?" I asked peering at the lists a little closer. But there was no need for Sam or Tucker to answer, for just then a group of screaming girls came rushing in out of nowhere, pushing us out of the way.
"Oh. My. GOD! Angeline! You got Juliet!" squealed Star.
"No fair!" Paulina sighed looking at the role she had aquired scowling. I looked over to see who it was, since I had heard the name, and was dumb-struck. Angeline was the new girl.
"Hey...who got Romeo?" one of the girls asked. And the rest of them all turned their heads to the paper to take a second look, then all of a sudden all of them in a sincronised head swivel looked over at me. I gulped.
"Who? Who is it?" Angeline asked stepping out from behind the girls.
"Him!" Paulina said pointing at me. The scary part was that I had no idea if anyone thought that it was a bad or a good thing that I had gotten picked. Then with an almighty wrench I was pulled forward by dozens of hands by the shirt.
"Wow Danny, I had no idea you were good at acting-"
"Who would'a thought-"
"Good job-"
"Wanna get a soda?"
The last statement caught my attention. Angeline stood to the right and back of me. I turned and couldn't help but smile. She looked so nervous (for risk of sounding like a woman) it was adorable. But her expression changed when she saw that I was grinning at her.
"Of course my friends are comming too." she added, almost as though she would be nervous without them there. I nodded and looked around for Sam and Tucker, but they had long gone. I turned back and joined the throng of girls all heading for the machines.
I got my drink first, then Angeline, Paulina, so on, until every last person in the group had one. I felt uncomfortable with all of them around me since I wasn't used to them, but I had fun. I was really into the conversation, and was blissfully...mingling. It was awesome, but then the bell had to ring for us to go back to third period. I bid all of the ladies goodbye and departed. I was so happy that I barely paid any attention in class. Not that that was a change or anything. And when I reached the theater, I was excited to start the conversation again.
Sadly though, I didn't get the opportunity because Ms. Hunt was actually on time for once. She waved me in, handing me a booklet as I entered. Five minutes later the tardy bell rang and the class began.
"I suppose all of you have seen your characters in the play, am I correct?" she asked peering at us over her glasses "Good, now I want to start at the begining, would theChorus manplease come up to the stage."
Anthony Kelpers got up and stood in the middle of the floor waiting for instructions.
"Please read the Prolog for us and that is all."
He nodded and began in his deep voice that traveled effortlessly across the auditorium, "Two households, both alike in dignity (In fair Verona, where we lay our scene), from ancient grudge break to new mutiny, where civil blood makes civil hands unclean. From forth the fatal loins of these two foes a pair of star-crossed lovers take their life, whose misadventured piteous overthrows doth with their death bury their parents' strife. The fearful passage of their death-marked love and the continuance of their parents' rage, which, but their children's end, naught could remove, is now the two hours' traffic of our stage- the which, if you will patient ears attend, what here shall miss our toil shall strive to mend."
He finnished with his voice ringing through our ears and he asked tentitavely after a long silence, "Was that okay?"
"Y-yes my peach, that was perfect." Ms. Hunt stammered.
Anthony got off the stage quickly. Then Ms. Hunt finally said, "Let's git a move on the rest of this play."
And for the rest of the period we critiqued the first act. She told us that our homework was to take home your booklets and memmorize some lines from your part that you were to present tommorow in front of the class. When we were leaving Paulina caught up with me and tapped me on the shoulder.
"Danny, a few of us our going to the park to practice our lines, you want to come?" she asked fluttering her eyes and throwing her hair over her shoulder. I agreed, but for some reasonI didn't get all flustered like I usually did around her.
I met a group of about twenty kids (who had all gotten the bigger parts) in the park by the fountain. Star waved to me and I went over to her. She had gotten the part of Lady Montague, my mother in the play.
"C'mon Danny, come and practice with me!" she said in her girly voice, tugging me over to the shade of a nearby tree. I noticed that others had broken off into pairs or small groups. One for instance consisted of Dash, Paulina, and Angeline. I didn't have time to stare though (even though Dash had that part covered) because Star had already begun.
"How was that?" she asked after she finnished reading a line.
"Well, I think you need to be a little more soft spoken. She alwas striked me as a quiet woman that followed her husband. You know?" I said pointing out on a few of the paragraphs what I ment.
"Oh...I see! Well, let's hear you."
"Ugh...okay." I said flipping through the booklet searching for a few easy lines to memmorize. And after I had read them she gave her advice and we practiced a little longer before we finally got it down. Then she started flirting. I didn't mind, but I thought it was odd. So, I played along and made her blush a few times before I said I had to go home.
"See ya later!" she called after me.
Time Jump:Twodays until opening of the play (in drama class)
"Okay from the top y'all!" Ms. Hunt called out to us on the stage, sounding frustrated.
We all groaned and some looked like they were about to leave, but I spoke up, "Come onguys, let's get it right."
And they came back. We started again, from Act2 scene4.
I bounded up to Tucker (Mercutio) and Kwan (Benvolio) happy as I possibly could fake. They looked at me like I was some traitor and I acted like I didn't even notice. Like something good had just happened to me but they were too annoyed to notice.
"Good morrow to you both. What counterfeit did I give you?" I asked brethlessly.
"The slip, sir, the slip. Can you not conceive?" Tucker said huffing and turning away from me.
"Pardon, good Mercutio, my buisiness was great , and in such a case as mine a man may strain courtesy."
"That's as much as to say, such a case as yours constrains a man to bow in the hams."
And so Mercutio and I argued until finally Mercutio made Benvolio come between us. But from then until the nurse entered he and I made playful insults. And when the nurse entered with her luirid dress Ms. Hunt called us to a stop and said that we had nailed it right on the possum's behind that time.
She then decided to start us from the very begining and go all the way through it without stopping, even if she was unhappy with it. She just wanted to see what little tweaks we had left. And by the time we were finnished it was seven o'clock, 45 minutes after our usual release time.
It took me a while to get out of my costume since the zipper in the back had something going on. I had my arm twisted around myself in an awkward position trying to pull and yank it loose, but I couldn't do it. Everyone had left, and just when I thought that it was hopeless I felt a shy hand move mine and begin to help me.
I froze. I had felt that hand before. But over the corse of the two and a half weeks she had been here I had barely been able to talk with her. But everytime we did, it's like I had known her forever. Everything came that naturaly. I was never uncomfortable around her, but whenever she touched me, it was like a thousand fire-crackers were going off all inside me. I wanted to let out a big whoop and bounce around like an idiot.
I glanced over my shoulder at her and smiled. She smiled back and, just before it went away, I saw the faintest blush across her cheeks.
"Thanks," I said feeling her tug on my costume from behind. "Juliet."
"No problem, I'm always here to help any Romeo in need." she chuckled as the knott in the zipper was finally undone.
I took off the shirt and placed it on a chair next to me. (I had on my own underneath)(And I had already put on my pants before).
"So...the big night's comming up isn't it." I said starting tofeel a little hot around the face. Ms. Hunt had still never had me and Angeline kiss. She insisted we wait for the opening night.
"Yeah," she mumbled "I just hope I don't forget any lines."
"No kidding."
"Hmmm...well, I guess I'll see you tommorow for the final rehersals."
"See ya." I said as I watched her turn gracefully away from me and head towards the doors leading outside.
Time Jump! (again) the next day after school:
"Alrighty chillun's, this is the last day to critique. Yesterday during the run through. I saw nothing wrong go on, but there is still some to improve. I want this to be the best Romeo and Juliet play that anyone has ever seen!" Ms. Hunt said from the stage. She looked like she hadn't brushed her hair or slept in a while, and looked on the brink of tears. Nerves I expect. But after she was done adressing the class she pulled Angeline and I into the back of the theater.
"You two have been doing a wonderful job so far, but, I want more. You know? I want you two to believe that you have fallen in love with each other at first sight. I want you to believe that nothing will stand in the way of your love. I want you to believe! Do you understand?" she said starring at us like it was her last dying wish.
We knodded, and I thought to myself, That won't be too hard.
a/n: Hope it's not too corny. Anyways. Thanx for reading and please R&R. Would be much appreciated. O.o