How I Met You Chapter 17: The Play

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Dear Songbook,

I'm writing to you in the hallways because in the morning I had to help Austin with his "Brady" costume. He couldn't tie his tie, so I had to help. Classes are canceled for the afternoon, so we can go to the auditorium to see the dress rehearsal. Well, I'm at my locker now. I'll see you tomorrow!

- Ally D.

I've never seen the student body so excited to see something. Myself included. I can't wait to see Austin play Brady. I also can't wait to hear the section I wrote. It must be satisfying, working so hard and now people get to see you shine. I wish I knew what it was like... given my terrible stage fright, that won't happen anytime soon.

Since our school wanted it to be a surprise for the people who actually bought tickets to see the show tonight, they only give us a tidbit of the play. The cast got a standing ovation, and it was time for us to go. I went up to Austin to congratulate him.

"Hey, great rehearsal." I beam.

Austin smiles. "Thanks, can't wait for you to see it tonight." He said.

"Wouldn't miss it for the world!" I wag my ticket in his face. "Front row seats."

"Awesome!" Austin jumps up and down, then calms down. "Because, I need you there."

I smile, and blush.

Austin laughs, and pinches my cheeks.

"Haha, are you blushing?!" Austin jokes.

I chew the ends of my hair.

"U-uh no!" I say, my hair getting wetter and thinner by the minute.

Austin stops laughing, and I stop hair chewing.

"You like me." Austin teases, and shoves me with his shoulders.

I roll my eyes, and shove him back.

"Of course I do." I say.

"You're blushing again!" Austin pokes me in the stomache, and I push him.

"Well, I don't like you anymore!" I tease, as I punch him in the arm.

We both stop laughing, and get serious.

"Well, see you tonight." I smile, and wave.

"Later!" Austin walks back to the stage.

I walk home, and take out my camera. The text Austin sent me yesterday was really inspiring. I decided to take some pictures. She loved taking pictures, and writing. So I'm making a Story Scrapbook. I take pictures, and write a story about it. I take a picture of almost everything, squirrels, trees, birds, and the sunset. Whilst I was taking a picture, Dez popped out in front of me, and scared me.

"Aiyee! I mean, Hi Dez." I say.

"Hey Ally. Just walking home, and I saw you." Dez jumps up and down.

I nod, and keep walking.

"Ally, I'm gonna go. Need to get ready for Austin's play! Later love!" Dez skips off behind me.

I jump.

"Oh yeah! Austin's play! I need to get ready." I run home, as fast as I can. When I get home, my Dad looked surprised to see me.

"Welcome Home Honey! How was your day?" My Dad asked.

I smile.

"Great! I got the tickets. Front row seats!" I toss my dad a ticket for the play tonight.

My Dad squeals.

"Eeep! I mean... great. You should go get ready, put on a good set of clothes tonight." My Dad suggests.

I shower, and wear my good clothes. (shirley-yong . polyvore . com [Ally's Play Clothes]) My Dad got ready whilst I was showering, so he was already in the car.

"Are you ready for tonight?" My Dad asks.

I nod, and pick up my camera, and songbook.

"Of course." I smile.

When I get there, many kids from our school are there, dressed up and ready to see the play. Austin greets my Dad and I at the door.

"Hey Ally." Austin brings me in a hug. He's wearing his costume. (shirley-yong . polyvore . com [Austin's Costume])

"Hey, aren't you suppose to be getting ready?" I ask.

Austin looks back at the auditorium, and shakes his head.

"Not for a while, I wanted to escort you to your seats. I'll just take your tickets to the ticket vendor." Austin suggests.

"Oh!" My Dad yells. "I left the tickets in the car! I'll be right back honey. Meet you in the auditorium." My Dad runs lightspeed back to the car.

Austin puts his arm around me.

"You're looking pretty tonight." Austin compliments.

I smile.

"Thanks, you're looking spiffy yourself." I compliment back.

Austin backs away. "Oh, I know." He makes a model-like pose.

I laugh.

"Okay, okay! I got the tickets! I'll just give these to the ticket vendor myself." My Dad says.

A Mic Booms.

Austin Moon, Please Come To The Auditorium To Discuss Last Minute Changes.

I nod.

"You should go now, I'll take my seat." I suggest. Austin nods.

"I'll see you later." He waves.

"Break A Leg!" I yell.

My Dad and I link arms and head for the auditorium to take our seats next to Trish and her family. I got my camera ready, and was just waiting for the changes to be made.

"Hey girl! Ready for the show?" Trish whispered. Trish eyed me for a while. "Nice outfit! Where'd you get it?"

"I-" Before I could finish my sentence a high pitched scream comes from a mic.

"What do you mean Lissette quit?!" I hear a man yelling. I'm guessing they left a mic on whilst they were talking.

Our Drama teacher, Mr. Winslow, came out and announced something.

"Sorry, for my scream. I hope you can excuse that. We are going to be a little late on our performance tonight. One of our actors quit, and we need our understudy." walks behind the curtain and talks to Felicity, the original lead for Lissette, but he fails to convince her to get back into the roll. Apparently, her costume had a stain on it and she was upset no one listened to her to get it cleaned.

"No!" A girl screams. I assume it's Felicity. "I'll look... stupid!" Felicity screams."If you can't fix my little... STAIN..." there's a pause and I hear someone huff. "I'm not playing Lissette!" Felicity storms off the stage, and comes out from the curtains.

"Sorry, the the delay. We are getting our understudy ready for the role. We'll be one moment." talks to the understudy. Not sure who she is, but she's gotta be better than Felicity.

"Hey, what's going on?" Trish asks.

I shrug.

"Who knows? They might get the understudy." I explain.

Trish has a blank look on her face.

"Under who?!" She asks.

I laugh.

"An understudy is a person who replaces the person originally playing the role, when the original person isn't available, show day." I explain.

"Oh! I get it." Trish turns back to the stage, with suspense in her eyes.

"Okay!" begins. "Without further ado... We Had Nothing!"

We all clap. I take out my camera and snap pictures.

"Lissette... you're the girl of my dreams. Please. Say you'll be mine." Austin rehearsed the lines perfectly.

Then, a girl with blonde hair and blue eyes comes out.

"Yeah, sure whatever!" She says. I jump out of my seat, and I realize who she is.

Kristen Mckenleey.

(A/N: WHO THE HECK IS KRISTEN?! IS SHE TROUBLE? MAYBE? MAYBE NOT? Is it me or is my font smaller... LOL whatever! :D Anyways, as always the author suggestion's in previous chapters! You get the idea. :D See you guys next time! Until then, take care!)