"You look. I'm too nervous!" Lark pleaded Dana. It was a week later and
they were standing in the hallway near the drama notice board.
"I thought you said the audition went really well." Dana said. "So what's the problem?"
"Because if I look at that board and my name is not on it, then I will just break down. But if someone tells me I can just shrug it off. Trust me it makes a big difference." Lark replied.
"OK." Dana walked over to the notice board. The audition results for dancers in the show were up, and Lark was really nervous. She wanted a part more than she told anyone. "Oh my God!" Dana screamed. "You got it!"
"What?" Lark asked, running over.
"Look! You're the lead dancer!" Dana cried. "You're the Night Queen!"
"What?" Lark looked at her name on the board. "But I didn't want a speaking part."
"You don't speak though!" Dana explained. "The Night Queen is a all powerful vampire who can't talk. It's an amazing part!"
Lark and Dana were still jumping around in the corridor when the drama teacher, Miss McCracken, walked past.
"I see you found out your part!" She smiled at Lark. "Well done. You were clearly the best at the audition. You'll have an understudy though, same as everyone else." She smiled. "We can't be too careful after all."
Lark and Dana walked out of the building, smiles plastered over their faces. "I can't believe we've both been cast as lead characters!" Dana said excitedly. "And almost all of our scenes are together, so we'll rehearse together. Isn't that great?"
"I'm so excited!" Lark said. "And we get understudies. It sounds so posh!"
"Don't be so excited about that." Dana replied. "It's common knowledge that most understudies are twisted and jealous and only want to get rid of the actor so they can play their part."
"Ooohhh, so sinister!" Lark joked. "Whose your understudy anyway?"
"Kimberly Bagley." Dana replied.
"Hey I have chemistry with her, she actually scares me!" Lark shivered. "On our first lesson she set fire to her text book and then let it burn on the desk. She just watched it. It was weird!"
"Yeah, well I'm so calm about having a pyromaniac as a understudy. I'm sure that she would never try to kill me just to get the part!" Dana said sarcastically. "At least your understudy isn't too bad."
"Yeah. I can never remember her name. She's that really quiet girl who just blends into the background. I don't think many people know that she even exists!" Lark replied. "Do you have a rehearsal schedule?" They crossed the street on the way home.
"Here." Dana said, passing her a piece of paper. "They start tomorrow after school. We rehearse every Monday, Wednesday and Thursday until a week before the show, and then it's every day."
"I've got lunchtime dance rehearsals too." Lark sighed. "On top of the fact that Coach Collins wants me to compete in the inter schools gymnastics next semester. I'm gonna be worn out."
"You'll be fine." Dana said, as they reached Lark's house. "And if you ever need any help with school work, you are in most of my classes, I'll give you help any time."
"Thanks Dana." Lark said, opening her mailbox. "Hey, what's this?" She pulled out a couple of magazines that she normally got through subscription and an official looking brown envelope. She turned it over. The stamp on the back said 'Wilson's Wills and Testimonies.'
"What's up?" Dana asked.
"Oh nothing. It's probably something about me making a will or something. Or some left over information from my step mother's will." Lark replied casually.
"Heap of fun!" Dana rolled her eyes. "See you tomorrow." She walked off down the street. Lark picked up the rest of her mail and shut the door behind her. A mob of kids immediately flew at her.
"Lark, will you play with me?"
"Birdie, can you fix the computer?"
"Lark, Tom just stole my dolly!"
"I did not. Tell her to leave me alone Larky!"
"Be quiet!" She said loudly, not even looking up as she made her way across to the stairs. "Jean, I don't have time to play with you right now so go and play with Betty. Bobby, try turning the computer on at the wall. Tom, if you stole Anna's doll then give it back. If you didn't then help her to find it!"
Having installed peace into the children she went into her bedroom and locked the door behind her. She sat on her bed and stared at the brown envelope in her hands. Eventually she opened it curiously. An official looking letter fell into her lap. She opened it and read.
"Dear Miss Robertson. Further to the unfortunate passing of your late step mother Annabel Rickard, we have seen that the will and testimony have been dealt with. However further matters have arisen concerning the wills of both Mrs Rickard, Mr Robertson your father, and your late grandmother Alicia Robertson. We have arranged a meeting to discuss these issues with you on 2nd June at 4:00pm. Please arrive promptly. Yours sincerely Wilson and Sons."
Frowning, Lark got out her diary and pencilled in the date. She would have to leave school early to get to the solicitors office. Still brooding on the matter, Lark got out her English homework and began to read the set scene for the next day. It was to be the balcony scene from Romeo and Juliet. They were going to be acting it in class the next day.
"I thought you said the audition went really well." Dana said. "So what's the problem?"
"Because if I look at that board and my name is not on it, then I will just break down. But if someone tells me I can just shrug it off. Trust me it makes a big difference." Lark replied.
"OK." Dana walked over to the notice board. The audition results for dancers in the show were up, and Lark was really nervous. She wanted a part more than she told anyone. "Oh my God!" Dana screamed. "You got it!"
"What?" Lark asked, running over.
"Look! You're the lead dancer!" Dana cried. "You're the Night Queen!"
"What?" Lark looked at her name on the board. "But I didn't want a speaking part."
"You don't speak though!" Dana explained. "The Night Queen is a all powerful vampire who can't talk. It's an amazing part!"
Lark and Dana were still jumping around in the corridor when the drama teacher, Miss McCracken, walked past.
"I see you found out your part!" She smiled at Lark. "Well done. You were clearly the best at the audition. You'll have an understudy though, same as everyone else." She smiled. "We can't be too careful after all."
Lark and Dana walked out of the building, smiles plastered over their faces. "I can't believe we've both been cast as lead characters!" Dana said excitedly. "And almost all of our scenes are together, so we'll rehearse together. Isn't that great?"
"I'm so excited!" Lark said. "And we get understudies. It sounds so posh!"
"Don't be so excited about that." Dana replied. "It's common knowledge that most understudies are twisted and jealous and only want to get rid of the actor so they can play their part."
"Ooohhh, so sinister!" Lark joked. "Whose your understudy anyway?"
"Kimberly Bagley." Dana replied.
"Hey I have chemistry with her, she actually scares me!" Lark shivered. "On our first lesson she set fire to her text book and then let it burn on the desk. She just watched it. It was weird!"
"Yeah, well I'm so calm about having a pyromaniac as a understudy. I'm sure that she would never try to kill me just to get the part!" Dana said sarcastically. "At least your understudy isn't too bad."
"Yeah. I can never remember her name. She's that really quiet girl who just blends into the background. I don't think many people know that she even exists!" Lark replied. "Do you have a rehearsal schedule?" They crossed the street on the way home.
"Here." Dana said, passing her a piece of paper. "They start tomorrow after school. We rehearse every Monday, Wednesday and Thursday until a week before the show, and then it's every day."
"I've got lunchtime dance rehearsals too." Lark sighed. "On top of the fact that Coach Collins wants me to compete in the inter schools gymnastics next semester. I'm gonna be worn out."
"You'll be fine." Dana said, as they reached Lark's house. "And if you ever need any help with school work, you are in most of my classes, I'll give you help any time."
"Thanks Dana." Lark said, opening her mailbox. "Hey, what's this?" She pulled out a couple of magazines that she normally got through subscription and an official looking brown envelope. She turned it over. The stamp on the back said 'Wilson's Wills and Testimonies.'
"What's up?" Dana asked.
"Oh nothing. It's probably something about me making a will or something. Or some left over information from my step mother's will." Lark replied casually.
"Heap of fun!" Dana rolled her eyes. "See you tomorrow." She walked off down the street. Lark picked up the rest of her mail and shut the door behind her. A mob of kids immediately flew at her.
"Lark, will you play with me?"
"Birdie, can you fix the computer?"
"Lark, Tom just stole my dolly!"
"I did not. Tell her to leave me alone Larky!"
"Be quiet!" She said loudly, not even looking up as she made her way across to the stairs. "Jean, I don't have time to play with you right now so go and play with Betty. Bobby, try turning the computer on at the wall. Tom, if you stole Anna's doll then give it back. If you didn't then help her to find it!"
Having installed peace into the children she went into her bedroom and locked the door behind her. She sat on her bed and stared at the brown envelope in her hands. Eventually she opened it curiously. An official looking letter fell into her lap. She opened it and read.
"Dear Miss Robertson. Further to the unfortunate passing of your late step mother Annabel Rickard, we have seen that the will and testimony have been dealt with. However further matters have arisen concerning the wills of both Mrs Rickard, Mr Robertson your father, and your late grandmother Alicia Robertson. We have arranged a meeting to discuss these issues with you on 2nd June at 4:00pm. Please arrive promptly. Yours sincerely Wilson and Sons."
Frowning, Lark got out her diary and pencilled in the date. She would have to leave school early to get to the solicitors office. Still brooding on the matter, Lark got out her English homework and began to read the set scene for the next day. It was to be the balcony scene from Romeo and Juliet. They were going to be acting it in class the next day.
