"Christel, Courtney." Paige walked up with them.
"Yeah?" Christel put down her magazine.
"We need two more actors for the play, wanna join?" she held tightly to her script.
"What parts?" Courtney was looking at the ceiling blankly.
"Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum; please try and get the parts."
"Why are you so desperate for us to try and get them?" Courtney stretched her legs.
"Okay, just don't tell anyone. I know you guys can be as annoying as you want to when you want to and I need you to get to Rena."
"Why, she seems nice?" Christel looked outside the door for Jason and closed the door.
"I hate her; she gives off a bad vibe." Paige sat on the bed.
"And she's competition to get to Jason."
"N-no, I'm not interested in him." She looked at her hands and blushed. "Okay, I've always liked him, but Rena just annoys me."
Courtney and Christel looked at each other. "Okay." They said.
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"Everyone, we have two new actresses with us," the teacher said the next day, "Christel and Courtney, they are playing Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum."
Courtney and Christel stood on either side of Rena in the line.
"Let's start from the tea party." The cast except Jason, Paige, a small mousy girl, and a lean black haired boy.
(this part is real, my BFF's did this once)
Courtney and Christel sat on either side of Rena.
"Think that it'll happen?" Christel said to Courtney.
"No how, it can't happen."Courtney replied.
"Contrariwise, it'll happen if it won't."
"Not likely, it won't happen if it will." Rena pursed her lips.
"Could you two be quiet." She said, annoyance gliding in her voice like poisoned honey.
"Likewise, you should learn to keep your mouth shut." Christel towered over the girl.
"Contrariwise, she should learn to talk more, like Paige." Courtney pointed out.
"Maybe then the boy will like her more like Paige." Christel tap danced on Rena's last nerve.
"Would you shut up!" she forgot to whisper. Everyone looked at her and she blushed. "Sorry."
"Paige, your line." The teacher said.
"Okay," she nodded and got back into character. "There's plenty of room." She sat in a large armchair at the end of the table.
"Have some wine." The boy with black hair said. He had crooked brown rabbit ears.
"I don't see any wine." Paige replied.
"There isn't any."
"Then it wasn't very civil of you to offer in the first place." She said severely.
"It wasn't very civil of you to sit down without an invitation." He shot back.
"I didn't realize it was your table, its set for a great many people." She looked at Jason quickly.
"Your hair wants cutting."Jason said quickly.
"It's rude to make personal remarks."
"Why is a raven like a writing desk?"
"Wait, wait, wait," the teacher interrupted, "Jason, you're supposed to be shocked. This little girl is talking back to you, more emotion. Start again from Jason's line."
"Your hair wants cutting." Jason said, adding more emotion as the teacher told him to.
"It's rude to make personal remarks." Paige said in a harsh tone. Jason acted shocked then said, "Why is a raven like a writing desk?"
"I believe I can guess that." Paige had a thoughtful look.
"Do you mean that you think you can find an answer to it?" the boy in rabbit ears asked.
"Exactly so."
"Then you should say what you mean."
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"Did you see what she did?" Christel was laying with her head hanging off her bed.
"Earth to Christel," Paige jumped on the bed and Christel fell off.
"Sorry, what?"
"Dude, you've been like this all day now." Paige was sitting cross legged on Christel's bed and looked at the flustered teen.
"Did you see that boy that plays the March Hare?"
"Yeah, I'm acting with him." Paige pointed out. "His name is Jaleb."
"He is so cute." Christel giggled.
"Whatever, he was not. He was wearing rabbit ears." Courtney was strumming on her guitar.
"He plays the March Hare, he has to." Paige said.
"How about a jam session." Lydia and Devon walked in.
"Sure, how about a classic Madonna Papa don't preach."
"I think I know that one."
"Okay," Paige started.
"Papa I know you're going to be upset
'Cause I was always your little girl
But you should know by now
I'm not a baby
You always taught me right from wrong
I need your help, daddy please be strong
I may be young at heart
But I know what I'm saying
The one you warned me all about
The one you said I could do without
We're in an awful mess, and I don't mean maybe - please
Papa don't preach, I'm in trouble deep
Papa don't preach, I've been losing sleep
But I made up my mind, I'm keeping my baby, oh
I'm gonna keep my baby, mmm..."
"Hey," Jason stood at the door.
"Oh, hi Jason." Paige perked up.
"Um, I just remembered there's a school dance the night before Halloween."
"Oh, sweet." The other girls were stocked.
"Paige, you're really into dances, what's wrong?" Christel asked.
"I just realized the costume that I packed, because we were going to spend Halloween here," she told Jason, "Will attract some not so good attention."
"What is it? Cat Woman?" Jason joked.
"No, Batgirl."
