A/N: I wrote this after finishing a practice SOL. I know I am crazy to keep
writing, because my right hand is so sore it's about to fall off. But this
is for you all! Hope you enjoy!
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"The classes are so easy!" Lizzie laughed as she and Miranda met up with
Gordo and Teresa.
"You just wait! They are going to get harder soon." Teresa informed them.
"Well, drama is the one subject that won't get harder!" Miranda said as she threw her books into her locker.
"What I can't believe is that you took drama too, Gordo." Lizzie gushed.
"I thought I needed a break from my serious life and get to play other people. Anyway I might catch some good footage I can use." Gordo explained as he petted his camera.
"Good afternoon students, I'm glad you entered my door on the path of life."
"Mr. Diggs, I can't believe you're gonna be our drama teacher! You aren't subbing anymore?" Lizzie asked, surprised.
"I finally got certified to be a bona fide teacher! Once I get tenure I'll be home free!" Mr. Diggs clarified.
The gang got seated and waited while the rest of the class filed in.
"Greetings female earthlings!"
"Tudgeman, get away!" Miranda said, pushing him down the isle.
"Lizzie, Lizzie, Lizzie, so good to see you!" Ethan cooed as he walked into the room, giving Lizzie a wide smile.
"You guys know a lot of people," Teresa said nodding. "Now who are they?"
"Mr. Diggs used to substitute at our school all the time, Larry Tudgeman is an annoying slimeball and I suggest you stay away from him, and Ethan is a hunk," Lizzie and Miranda sighed as Gordo said Ethan's name. "At least these two think so."
"Sit down Miss Taylor, if you would be so kind. Thank you. Now, today I have a special treat! We're going to be playing Whose Line is it Anyway?. We'll start with Larry Tudgeman, Ethan Craft, Bob Spitz, and Teresa Taylor."
The four walked to the chairs at the front of the room and sat down. Mr. Diggs sat behind his desk and put on Drew Carey styled glasses.
"The first game we'll be playing is "Whose Line." Teresa, Larry here are your lines, you throw these in whenever you feel like it. Larry you are Luke Skywalker and you just fond out that Leia, Teresa, is your sister. Whenever you're ready."
"Hello, Leia."
"Luke, I've been meaning to talk to you."
"I know, I've wanted to speak with you too."
"I. I have a confession to make. I'm your sister."
"What? So you mean your father is."
"Yes."
"I just can't believe this."
"Neither can I."
"All I can say is," Larry pulled out a line. "We all live in a yellow submarine!"
"I thought you lived in a forest or something."
"All Jedi's live in yellow submarines. Didn't you know that?"
"Of course not. I remember a saying our mother used to tell us. It was very heart warming."
"Tell me now, so I can know what she was like."
"She said," Teresa pulled a slip of paper out of her pocket. "The ducks fly at midnight you know what to do." Teresa started crying.
"What's wrong?" Larry put a hand on her shoulder.
"It was. it was. it was the ducks that killed her. They had been planning it all along. And she wanted our father to take us away so we wouldn't witness her death." She cried.
"Our Jedi Handbook for Dummies has a saying in it that would fit in this situation." Larry put his hands by his sides.
"My dear brother, please tell it to me. I need some encouragement in this time of great turmoil." Teresa grasped Larry's hands.
"The Handbooks says," Larry looked at his piece of paper. "Does this dress make me look fat?"
"No it doesn't Luke. It's quite slimming on you if you ask me." Teresa took a step back to admire Larry's "dress".
"Do you think the blue one would look better?"
"Oh Luke," Teresa ran into his arms. "I've got one thing to say to you my dear brother."
"Tell me my beloved sister!"
Teresa looked at the paper and said seriously, "Let's go get some jello." They walked off hand in hand.
The rest of the class was just as hilarious. Ethan wouldn't be as funny as he was if Teresa didn't make him look so amusing.
As Teresa, Lizzie, Miranda, and Gordo were walking out of class Mr. Diggs stopped Teresa.
"You are going to try out for the Improv team right, Taylor?"
"I'm not sure. I'll have to check my hectic schedule. But if I can I'll try and let you know tomorrow." She waved to him as they walked out.
"Why didn't you tell us you were so witty?" Miranda asked.
"I know. You were totally killing the class you were so funny." Lizzie reminded her.
"And I got it all on tape." Gordo patted his camera as he stuffed it into his locker.
"I've never thought myself as a quick thinker. I always thought I said weird things too."
"Well, those weird things are funny. Have you been in drama before? Because you seemed so calm and controlled in front of the class." Lizzie remarked.
"Yeah, I've been taking a class for a couple of years. I don't like to do big parts though. Too much to memorize." Teresa grabbed her lunch out of her locker.
"You'll sit with us at lunch today right?" Miranda asked. The others looked at Teresa with puppy eyes.
Teresa sighed, "I guess I have no choice!"
The others laughed as they walked to the cafeteria. ************************************************************************ A/N: Please send me any ideas you want to see in future stories. And tell me what you think of my writing, if it's realistic or not. I'm planning on making Teresa a main character, so just hang on tight! It's gonna be a bumpy ride!
"You just wait! They are going to get harder soon." Teresa informed them.
"Well, drama is the one subject that won't get harder!" Miranda said as she threw her books into her locker.
"What I can't believe is that you took drama too, Gordo." Lizzie gushed.
"I thought I needed a break from my serious life and get to play other people. Anyway I might catch some good footage I can use." Gordo explained as he petted his camera.
"Good afternoon students, I'm glad you entered my door on the path of life."
"Mr. Diggs, I can't believe you're gonna be our drama teacher! You aren't subbing anymore?" Lizzie asked, surprised.
"I finally got certified to be a bona fide teacher! Once I get tenure I'll be home free!" Mr. Diggs clarified.
The gang got seated and waited while the rest of the class filed in.
"Greetings female earthlings!"
"Tudgeman, get away!" Miranda said, pushing him down the isle.
"Lizzie, Lizzie, Lizzie, so good to see you!" Ethan cooed as he walked into the room, giving Lizzie a wide smile.
"You guys know a lot of people," Teresa said nodding. "Now who are they?"
"Mr. Diggs used to substitute at our school all the time, Larry Tudgeman is an annoying slimeball and I suggest you stay away from him, and Ethan is a hunk," Lizzie and Miranda sighed as Gordo said Ethan's name. "At least these two think so."
"Sit down Miss Taylor, if you would be so kind. Thank you. Now, today I have a special treat! We're going to be playing Whose Line is it Anyway?. We'll start with Larry Tudgeman, Ethan Craft, Bob Spitz, and Teresa Taylor."
The four walked to the chairs at the front of the room and sat down. Mr. Diggs sat behind his desk and put on Drew Carey styled glasses.
"The first game we'll be playing is "Whose Line." Teresa, Larry here are your lines, you throw these in whenever you feel like it. Larry you are Luke Skywalker and you just fond out that Leia, Teresa, is your sister. Whenever you're ready."
"Hello, Leia."
"Luke, I've been meaning to talk to you."
"I know, I've wanted to speak with you too."
"I. I have a confession to make. I'm your sister."
"What? So you mean your father is."
"Yes."
"I just can't believe this."
"Neither can I."
"All I can say is," Larry pulled out a line. "We all live in a yellow submarine!"
"I thought you lived in a forest or something."
"All Jedi's live in yellow submarines. Didn't you know that?"
"Of course not. I remember a saying our mother used to tell us. It was very heart warming."
"Tell me now, so I can know what she was like."
"She said," Teresa pulled a slip of paper out of her pocket. "The ducks fly at midnight you know what to do." Teresa started crying.
"What's wrong?" Larry put a hand on her shoulder.
"It was. it was. it was the ducks that killed her. They had been planning it all along. And she wanted our father to take us away so we wouldn't witness her death." She cried.
"Our Jedi Handbook for Dummies has a saying in it that would fit in this situation." Larry put his hands by his sides.
"My dear brother, please tell it to me. I need some encouragement in this time of great turmoil." Teresa grasped Larry's hands.
"The Handbooks says," Larry looked at his piece of paper. "Does this dress make me look fat?"
"No it doesn't Luke. It's quite slimming on you if you ask me." Teresa took a step back to admire Larry's "dress".
"Do you think the blue one would look better?"
"Oh Luke," Teresa ran into his arms. "I've got one thing to say to you my dear brother."
"Tell me my beloved sister!"
Teresa looked at the paper and said seriously, "Let's go get some jello." They walked off hand in hand.
The rest of the class was just as hilarious. Ethan wouldn't be as funny as he was if Teresa didn't make him look so amusing.
As Teresa, Lizzie, Miranda, and Gordo were walking out of class Mr. Diggs stopped Teresa.
"You are going to try out for the Improv team right, Taylor?"
"I'm not sure. I'll have to check my hectic schedule. But if I can I'll try and let you know tomorrow." She waved to him as they walked out.
"Why didn't you tell us you were so witty?" Miranda asked.
"I know. You were totally killing the class you were so funny." Lizzie reminded her.
"And I got it all on tape." Gordo patted his camera as he stuffed it into his locker.
"I've never thought myself as a quick thinker. I always thought I said weird things too."
"Well, those weird things are funny. Have you been in drama before? Because you seemed so calm and controlled in front of the class." Lizzie remarked.
"Yeah, I've been taking a class for a couple of years. I don't like to do big parts though. Too much to memorize." Teresa grabbed her lunch out of her locker.
"You'll sit with us at lunch today right?" Miranda asked. The others looked at Teresa with puppy eyes.
Teresa sighed, "I guess I have no choice!"
The others laughed as they walked to the cafeteria. ************************************************************************ A/N: Please send me any ideas you want to see in future stories. And tell me what you think of my writing, if it's realistic or not. I'm planning on making Teresa a main character, so just hang on tight! It's gonna be a bumpy ride!
