Finally, after what felt like years P.E. ended. I changed as quick as I could and ran to my locker.
Roger stood there detangling his wet hair with his hands. Yeah, I wonder everyday how he manages to take a shower after P.E. and change clothes, with the exact same amount of time I have. I barely manage to change, which leaves me smelling like I came from the ass of a cow.
"How?" I asked incredulously. Roger already knows what I'm asking, since I ask him every day.
"Cause, I'm magical." He answers. that's a new one. Normally he says 'that's for me to know and for you to ponder'
"So, you ever gonna ask Maureen out?" He asks causally.
"What? I don't like her. I mean as a friend. No, but not in that sense." I bumbled, sounding stupid as fuck.
"Yeaaaah, you don't dig Maureen and I'm gay. Now, go ask her out. The whole school knows you like her. Even she knows."
Speak of the devil. Maureen at that moment came shooting thought the halls. "Ohmygod you guys! Guess what!"
"What?" Roger asked, sounding like pure moron. When people say guess, you are supposed to make a guess.
Maureen glared awhile. "I said guess. Dumb ass. Anyway, GUESS WHAT!"
"I don't know, you got an STD?" Roger said annoyed.
"Nope! HEY WAIT!" Maureen said "Okay, there's going to be a school play! And it's Phantom of the Opera!"
"No way!" Roger jests. "Really? This is like sooooooo awesome! Isn't this awesome Marky?"
Maureen sends a signature Glower . "Go fuck your self Davis. It will be really cool, okay. You can be Phantom or something, since you sing. Mark can be tech, cause Marks like that. And the fabulous, remarkable, mind boggling, wonderful, marvelous-"
"annoying" Roger slyly adds. Maureen, being the mature young adult she is, chose to flip him off.
"Amazing, sexy, outstanding, miraculous, beautiful, incredible Maureen Johnson will play as none other then Christine!" She looks so pleased with herself. Only one issue. I don't do stages.
"Yeah, Mau, that's nice, but I can't, I barely even know anything about tech. I'm only good with cameras." I inform her.
"Oh, that's too bad."
Okay, now I am confused. "What do you mean 'Too bad'." I ask heartily. She better not mean what I think she means.
She smiles sweetly. "Because, I already signed you guys up."