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Friday: All Cast Rehearsals
Today was the day we would spend stuck with the other cast member. Yay. At least Vicky and Gabe would probably not try to kill each other. If Vicky and Dylan had been cuffed together, then I could not guarantee either of them would make it out alive. I met up with Vicky by the cafeteria doors before it was time to fulfill our detention/punishment. (A.k.a. Mr. V's attempt to make us show affection in less detrimental ways.)
The day proceeded well until lunch when I got a text from Vicky to come to the band room, HELP! When I got there, after dragging a not so agreeing Dylan with me, I suddenly remembered a very important point Mr. V had forgotten to tell us today: Bathroom and P.E. arrangements. After all, you couldn't have girls going into a boy's bathroom. Vicky and Gabe were going through this very problem, and I was about to laugh at Gabe's jumpy attitude and Vicky's pained expression when Dylan started jumping next to me. Oh boy.
Mr. V came out with the keys to the evil handcuffs and allowed Dylan and Gabe to go. Vicky sent the evil eye towards Mr. V's back while I stared after the boy's direction. Who knew when the technology would be invented to understand the male mind. Probably never. I turned around to find Mr. VanTeyens looking apologetic.
"Sorry, I forgot to tell you that you could have such a problem. On the bright side, you only have the detention for two more Blocks."
Great, just two more blocks of Dylan's incessant humming. At least he complains about my humming, so we're even. The rest of the day passed relatively uneventfully until I passed by Gabi's locker on the way to practice. My thought, "Gonna kill him."
I walked up behind our Raoul and gave him a smack on the head before dragging him to rehearsal with Gabi in tow. The idiot was telling his girlfriend about the letter we had found yesterday, even though Vicky and I had sworn both him and Dylan to secrecy.
"..And when I tell Vicky-" I was stopped mid rant by Zoe who handed me a note just like the one from yesterday.
I opened my mouth in preparation for a question when Zoe told me, "Loft on the stage, three o'clock." Then, without a word, she left.
I turned to Gabe. "You are so lucky it's two-fifty," I informed him before running off. I had just made it to the loft in time to see Vicky enter a secret passage-way behind one of the many scene panels. I decided to follow her. I figured that both of us should enter the unknown instead of doing the sensible thing and calling for help. I was never known for being practical.
Vicky led me down a flight of stairs to something that could only be described as a lair. She turned around and spazzed at the sight of me. Note to self: get a spaz on tape some time. Back to the matter at hand, Vicky glared and asked, "What are you doing here?"
Offended, I responded, "Following you."
"So you got a note too?" she asked, surprised.
I nodded, and was about to respond when I heard a voice behind me. Vicky looked like a kid on Christmas when she saw the owner of the voice. I turned around and came face to face with our Phantom. I did the only sensible thing, and slapped him across the face.
His mask fell off, and Vicky started laughing hysterically. Dylan glared and went to collect his mask. You could hear him muttering, "'Brand new and sure to freak her out' she said. Yeah right."
He recovered his newly fitted mask, and replaced it on his face. He cast a glance at Vicky and I turned to find her with eyes watering. I marveled at the fact that Vicky was still laughing. Honestly, you'd think she was on something.
"So, are we going to go to practice, or what?" I asked.
They nodded, and we filed out of the magical lair and back onto the stage. Mr. V and Miss Nichols were both waiting for us to begin. Oops, held up rehearsal again. Everyone was staring and many were making what I am sure were interesting remarks. Fortunately, Miss Nichols and Mr. V were grinning at us and indicating towards the lair.
"This is the new set piece, designed by Mrs. Turner and Kaye. ``Who wants to be part of Down Once More/Track Down This Murderer? We need people to climb down the grating while the Phantom makes his escape."
A few of the guys volunteered, not too bad, all things considering. We proceeded through Masquerade and managed to block out the end of Point of No Return. Pretty good progress when you think about it. Mr. V and Miss Nichols then asked everyone to stay after while we rehearsed Pont of No Return into Down Once More/Track Down This Murderer. Woo.
Of course Vicky had to go first. Her performance went off without a hitch, even though she had to kiss Dylan and Gabe, and looked like she was hating every second of that bit. I cast a "You are so dead for pulling that" glare hat her, then shared a "what the heck?" look at what Mr. V pulled. Can I help it if I am insecure at random times?
I got up and Mr. V hit play, the first strains blasted out of the stereo as Dylan began to sing the opening for Point of No Return. I tried to picture myself as Christine and I got lost in the music in a very Christine Da'ae way. Before I knew it, we had made it to the kiss between the Phantom and Christine. Meep! I leaned in rather awkwardly and kissed the Phantom.
"Think of Gerard Butler. Think of Gerard Butler." I chanted silently. The next queue was almost there, when I was buried under a giant canvas backdrop. Owwww.
I was quickly pulled off of us, and I saw the concerned faces of the cast members, minus Vicky. I was helped up by Karina and Zoe, then everyone looked to see Vicky disappear up to the loft.
"Okay," Mr. V said, clearly shaken, "Everyone go home. Dylan and Kaye will be going to the nurse. See you all on Monday. Have a good weekend."
Vicky was returning then, and she showed me four envelopes, one for Gabe, Dylan, Vicky, and myself. All addressed with the same handwriting as the previous note. I couldn't be distracted by the notes now because Mr. V was ushering Dylan and I towards the nurse's office. Vicky, Gabe and Gabi were staying behind With Miss Nichols to help fix the stage and investigate the source of the failure.
"So," I began while the nurse checked Dylan for any concussions and or serious injuries. He checked out okay, and then it was my turn. I checked out okay too, and we were allowed to leave.
"So what?" He asked.
"Hmm?" I asked, walking back towards the stage. I looked back to see if he was following or not.
Dylan caught up to me, "So what were you going to say in the nurse's office?"
"Oh, I was going to tell you to see Vicky after your check up to receive a note, but now I just did."
He nodded. "M-kay. Does this have anything to do with the falling backdrop?"
I just gave him a look like, "What do you think?"
"Right, never mind."
"Kayelee!" Vicky screamed. "Time to go! Gabe and Dylan are coming with us!"
I found the very hyper Vicky dragging Gabe to her red car while waving to Gabi. Crazy child. "Why is Gabi not coming with us?"
"Homework and she has something tomorrow morning," Vicky explained while trying to drag me into the car.. "Is that Dylan, good. You and he are sharing a backseat. If he sits up front with me, or in back with Gabe, he will probably be thrown out. I figure since you spent an entire day with him, you won't kill him now. We're going to my place."
A startled Dylan flew into the car after me. He turned and said, "She's nuts," before Vicky sped towards her house. She likes to drive fast.
When we got to Vicky's house, after a terrifying ride with a speed demon, Vicky ushered us up to her bedroom and handed each of us a letter. Mine read:
Mlle. Kayelee,
I would ask that you not kiss either of your cast mates until you reach dress rehearsal. I would not want the moment to become too practiced. Secondly, I ask that you and Mlle. Victoria meet at the loft whenever your friend Zoe brings you a note. I shall leave my instructions in the loft. Do not share with your cast mates the contents of this or further letters, barring Mlle. Victoria. I remind you that Box 5 shall be kept empty for my use during your performances. I remain your humble servant,
O.G.
I looked up and met the eyes of a very hyper Vicky. Ah well, at least it would be an interesting few days. Dylan and Gabe left to get pizza and I couldn't resist looking at their letters. Fortunately, it did not say not to share the letters with us. In Gabe's, it simply warned about the prudence of silence and contained some advice about singing Raoul's part.
Dylan's was more interesting. The Phantom instructed him to go to the loft tomorrow to receive instruction in singing, and in the phantom's words "woo his Christine".
I am so convincing him to let me follow him tomorrow. I would love to see who our resident Phantom is. I wasn't caught by Vicky or the boys, but I managed to get everyone to play a game of Truth or Dare. Oh the possibilities.
Vicky started, and she dared Dylan to run around her house singing Poker Face by Lady Gaga. A relatively normal dare compared to what normally happens. She proceeded to get everything on camera. Dylan dared Gabe to let me give him a haircut or let Vicky put make up on him for the rest of the game. He chose Vicky because, in his words, "I am not letting her near my neck with scissors."
Gabe then had to do something stupid and dare me to tackle Dylan. How in his right mind does he think a ninety-seven pound girl can tackle a probably twice her weight and taller boy? Not a very smart dare, considering he could go for so many more embarrassing ones. I should have chosen Truth, wow I must have been nuts, but I actually tried to tackle the boy. It obviously didn't work, and I just managed to trip over my own feet.
Gabe then texted Max: told ya, u owe me $20.
"What was that for?" I asked.
"I made a bet that you only can tackle someone when you're mad, not just whenever. This was my way of proving that hypothesis," He explained.
It made sense, so we moved on to the next dares. Everything proceeded normally with the rest of the dares set to happen on Monday. I was supposed to wear Christine's dress that she wears during Phantom of the Opera, insult a total stranger, and randomly slap someone during rehearsal and blame it on PMS. Vicky had to wear Christine's outfit from Hannibal, pull a prank on a teacher (preferably one who wouldn't kill he)r, and declare in the cafeteria that she is a pink elephant with purple spots. Dylan had to proclaim his love to a random girl, wear the Phantom's mask thorough the day ( he still hadn't gotten all of the house paint off, so it wasn't really a dare.), and sing Point of No Return during lunch. Gabe had to dress like Raoul (foppish hair and all), create pandemonium during Science(wouldn't be hard), and wear duct tape during rehearsals and say he is protesting purple when asked why.
We're weird, I know. I left Vicky's very tired of everyone's company, you can only stand people for so long, and went straight to bed. When thinking of the accident, I remembered that Dylan and I had kissed. (because of MaxAnyaElphie's persistence) It was actually kind of nice.
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