CH5: Surprising discoveries
Bryana hardly kept her eyes open as her homeroom teacher took the attendance. She had been up all night trying to remember something, a vital piece of information leading to her past. Then when she had gotton a few minutes of sleep on the bus, she dreamed she had wings.
"Now, class, Adrian is now passing out flyers for the upcoming school play." Ms. Wilkins winked at Bryana, who nodded sleepily. "I find that some of you will be guaranteed a part for it. Now, since I am also a drama teacher, I will be in charge of the auditions next Wednesday. Now," She checked her clipboard as Adrian made gher way to Bryana's desk. She placed the yellow flyer on her desk and patted her head, laughing. Bryana kept her arms crossed, sitting slouched. The girl who she had been enemies with for ages bent down to her ear.
"So, Bryana, ain't you the teacher's pet. Though I can hardly imagine ANYone making a pet of a girl like you." She bent up and smirked. "Happy Dreaming." And she went on down the row.
Under her armpits, Bryana clenched her fists. It wasn't her fault she had a lightning-quick temper, but it was VERy often Adrian who set it off. She picked up the flyer and crumpled it up, imagining it was the popular girl's neck.
BRIINNGG!!!
Everyone stood up at once and fled for the door, leaving Bryana inn their dust. Slowly, she walked toward the door, in a sleepwalking state.
"Oh, Bryana?" She looked up and saw her teacher smiling brightly at her. "Could you come here for a second, please?"
"I've got Industrial Arts next. I can't be late." She blinked.
Ms. Wilkins laughed. "Well, that's why we have late passes, child. Now scootch on over here." Bryana sat down at the desk nearest to the teacher's, and clasped her hands in front of her.
"Is this about my grades?" She looked up doubtfully.
"Oh no, dear child, it's about Skies of Arcadia."
"WHAT?!" She jumped out of her seat, clutching her heart. 'ARCADIA?!?! Wha- ' "What is THAT?" She stood beside the desk, shaking.
Her teacher's expression was of shock. "Um, Bryana, the school play." she held up a flyer, pointing at a picture of a ship. "The auditions are for wednesday of next week." Seeing Bryana turn pale, she leapt up." Oh honey, whatever could be the problem?"
"Arcadia..."She blinked, forcing back tears. "Why Arcadia?"
Ms Wilkins sighed and sank into her chair. "You know, if you have ever been in a children's arcade, there's always this game about pirates in flying ships." Bryana froze at the word 'pirates'. "So, we based the play on those kind of games, naming it SSkies, but we couldn't really title it Skies of Arcade, coulld we?" Bryana shook her head in disbelievement. "So, now it's Skies of Arcadia. Now, I called you back because I know you are planning to be an actress when you grow up, precise?" Bryana shrugged, looking at the flyer. That ship looked so familiar... "So, i want to know if you can play the lead."
"Play the lead? Don't I have to audition for it first, though?" Bryanapicked at her shirt nervously.
"Well, yes, you can, but you'll still get it." She winked."Our little secret. Now, the lead is played by a girl, acting as captain of the good pirates, Rogues, if you please, now-what IS it, child?"
For Bryana had leapt up, quivering with her hands in fists. Whispering, she spoke, "Blue Rogues?"
"Why, yes." the bell rang again, signaling the start of the period. Ms Wilkins stood up and clicked shut her briefcase. "Now, there's a drama class I must attend to. Oh, heres the late pass." She signed it quickly and held the door openfor her. Bryana took the pass and ran out, not wanting to be late on starting their biggest project in Woodworking.
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"So, you trying out?" Mea bounced happily beside Bryana on the lunch line. Recieving her blank stare, Mea waved her hand in front of her face. "Bryana? The school play? Skies of Arcadia? You trying out?"
"uh, yeah. Soup please." The lunch lady grunted and handed her a bowl of soup and a plate of pasta, handing Mea the same. "Why? Aren't you trying out as well?" She took out her wallet and counted out two dollars.
"Of course I am! If I don't make the lead, I'll try out for the co- captain!" She nudged her friend's shoulder and winked. "This oughta be fun, huh? You, me." She flung her arm up dramatically. "Under da spotlight."
Bryana smiled genuinely and laughed. 'Maybe I should tell her...' She payed for her food and waited for Mea to finish paying, then walked to a table, nodding enthusiastically.
Mea stopped. "Don't look now, but you-know-who is looking your way." She giggled. "I wish he liked me."
Bryana spun around and saw Scott laughing with his friens and sneaking looks at her. She sighed. "Mea, you can have him. I don't like him anyway."
"But he doesn't like me."
"Well, tough luck for you." They sat down and began their meal. Bryana hardly touched her food, just moving it across the plate.
"Bryana?" Mea leaned over and held her forehead. "You okay?"
"Yeah," she put on her brave smile. "Just dandy." She lifted her milk carton to her lips and drank deeply.
Mea thought for a minute, then leaned even closer. Bryana leaned away, swallowing. "What's the matter with you?" She took another sip.
Mea whispered, "So, rumor has it that you slept with Scott. Did you?"
Bryana spat out her milk.
Bryana hardly kept her eyes open as her homeroom teacher took the attendance. She had been up all night trying to remember something, a vital piece of information leading to her past. Then when she had gotton a few minutes of sleep on the bus, she dreamed she had wings.
"Now, class, Adrian is now passing out flyers for the upcoming school play." Ms. Wilkins winked at Bryana, who nodded sleepily. "I find that some of you will be guaranteed a part for it. Now, since I am also a drama teacher, I will be in charge of the auditions next Wednesday. Now," She checked her clipboard as Adrian made gher way to Bryana's desk. She placed the yellow flyer on her desk and patted her head, laughing. Bryana kept her arms crossed, sitting slouched. The girl who she had been enemies with for ages bent down to her ear.
"So, Bryana, ain't you the teacher's pet. Though I can hardly imagine ANYone making a pet of a girl like you." She bent up and smirked. "Happy Dreaming." And she went on down the row.
Under her armpits, Bryana clenched her fists. It wasn't her fault she had a lightning-quick temper, but it was VERy often Adrian who set it off. She picked up the flyer and crumpled it up, imagining it was the popular girl's neck.
BRIINNGG!!!
Everyone stood up at once and fled for the door, leaving Bryana inn their dust. Slowly, she walked toward the door, in a sleepwalking state.
"Oh, Bryana?" She looked up and saw her teacher smiling brightly at her. "Could you come here for a second, please?"
"I've got Industrial Arts next. I can't be late." She blinked.
Ms. Wilkins laughed. "Well, that's why we have late passes, child. Now scootch on over here." Bryana sat down at the desk nearest to the teacher's, and clasped her hands in front of her.
"Is this about my grades?" She looked up doubtfully.
"Oh no, dear child, it's about Skies of Arcadia."
"WHAT?!" She jumped out of her seat, clutching her heart. 'ARCADIA?!?! Wha- ' "What is THAT?" She stood beside the desk, shaking.
Her teacher's expression was of shock. "Um, Bryana, the school play." she held up a flyer, pointing at a picture of a ship. "The auditions are for wednesday of next week." Seeing Bryana turn pale, she leapt up." Oh honey, whatever could be the problem?"
"Arcadia..."She blinked, forcing back tears. "Why Arcadia?"
Ms Wilkins sighed and sank into her chair. "You know, if you have ever been in a children's arcade, there's always this game about pirates in flying ships." Bryana froze at the word 'pirates'. "So, we based the play on those kind of games, naming it SSkies, but we couldn't really title it Skies of Arcade, coulld we?" Bryana shook her head in disbelievement. "So, now it's Skies of Arcadia. Now, I called you back because I know you are planning to be an actress when you grow up, precise?" Bryana shrugged, looking at the flyer. That ship looked so familiar... "So, i want to know if you can play the lead."
"Play the lead? Don't I have to audition for it first, though?" Bryanapicked at her shirt nervously.
"Well, yes, you can, but you'll still get it." She winked."Our little secret. Now, the lead is played by a girl, acting as captain of the good pirates, Rogues, if you please, now-what IS it, child?"
For Bryana had leapt up, quivering with her hands in fists. Whispering, she spoke, "Blue Rogues?"
"Why, yes." the bell rang again, signaling the start of the period. Ms Wilkins stood up and clicked shut her briefcase. "Now, there's a drama class I must attend to. Oh, heres the late pass." She signed it quickly and held the door openfor her. Bryana took the pass and ran out, not wanting to be late on starting their biggest project in Woodworking.
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"So, you trying out?" Mea bounced happily beside Bryana on the lunch line. Recieving her blank stare, Mea waved her hand in front of her face. "Bryana? The school play? Skies of Arcadia? You trying out?"
"uh, yeah. Soup please." The lunch lady grunted and handed her a bowl of soup and a plate of pasta, handing Mea the same. "Why? Aren't you trying out as well?" She took out her wallet and counted out two dollars.
"Of course I am! If I don't make the lead, I'll try out for the co- captain!" She nudged her friend's shoulder and winked. "This oughta be fun, huh? You, me." She flung her arm up dramatically. "Under da spotlight."
Bryana smiled genuinely and laughed. 'Maybe I should tell her...' She payed for her food and waited for Mea to finish paying, then walked to a table, nodding enthusiastically.
Mea stopped. "Don't look now, but you-know-who is looking your way." She giggled. "I wish he liked me."
Bryana spun around and saw Scott laughing with his friens and sneaking looks at her. She sighed. "Mea, you can have him. I don't like him anyway."
"But he doesn't like me."
"Well, tough luck for you." They sat down and began their meal. Bryana hardly touched her food, just moving it across the plate.
"Bryana?" Mea leaned over and held her forehead. "You okay?"
"Yeah," she put on her brave smile. "Just dandy." She lifted her milk carton to her lips and drank deeply.
Mea thought for a minute, then leaned even closer. Bryana leaned away, swallowing. "What's the matter with you?" She took another sip.
Mea whispered, "So, rumor has it that you slept with Scott. Did you?"
Bryana spat out her milk.