Chapter Eleven

Freddy Krueger- Extraordinary Actor?

"Any volunteers?" Mrs. Renner asked the silent class. Giddy girls passed idle notes to each other, the boys bragged about how many girls they had laid in the past weekend and no one had the slightest bit of interest in the drama class which was going on.

"Oh come on! This is a striking romance, written by a senior like yourselves. We need two actresses for a cold read We're going to be putting this play on for the school and public one of these days." Mrs. Renner mused. The class ignored her once more.

"CLASS!" She screamed sharply and the students cringed. Mrs.Renner's voice was an easy way to pop an eardrum. "You." She pointed to Freddy. "Lola you can read Simone's part and Roberta you can read Jazz, short for Jasmine."

Freddy shot daggers at the teacher behind her back. Stupid drama professor who had a bulbous brown mole on her chin with three hairs sticking from the surface. He didn't want to act- he wasn't an actor. If he had wanted to be he wouldn't of taken murder up as his profession.

"The story is a sad one. Two lesbian teenagers are passionately in love, but their Catholic faith parents are immaculately against homosexuality and don't know of their daughter's sexuality. It's a play that could raise controversy- which we want."

When the boys heard the word lesbian they all stopped talking, and grinning, they turned to the front.

He was playing a lesbian? So meaning he got to hit on a girl. He looked at Roberta. She was a popular student. Attractive really, with skin of porcelain white and dark blond hair. Not really his type but a girl is a girl.

"John you may play Mr.Simmon's, Jazz's father. It's a fabulous drama with a great soundtrack. Cola you can play her mother. Nathan- Mr. Luther, Simone's father and Brie, Simone's mum. Got it class?" Mrs. Renner added. Freddy grumbled as she handed out thick copies of the play booklet. "I have faith in you Lola- I think you'll pull off Simone just fine." She whispered to him.

"Let's start scene one! Lola its your line." Mrs. Renner boomed. He was quiet. He kept forgetting his name wasn't Freddy now. It was Lola.

"Jazz- I think I heard someone." Freddy read in a monotone. "Oh. No. What should we do?" It was so unenthusiastic it was almost laughable.

"Expression!" Mrs. Renner interrupted. "You're always eager to act Lola what's the matter?" Staring at your face too long is giving me a stroke. He thought bitterly.

"I'll just climb down the roof- remember Simone don't tell anyone about this little rendezvous." Roberta enunciated loudly.

"Oh I know."This play really was going to bring up problems.

"Better!" Mrs. Renner said. Other people snickered at his false attempt to act.

"See you later." Roberta continued the script.

"Simone!" Read the girl playing Simone's mother. "Who were you talking too?"

"No one." Mrs. Renner wouldn't stop shooting him the evil eye.

"Is there any murder in this play?" Freddy asked hopefully. Mrs. Renner burst out laughing.

"I'm afraid not Lola. And with all the murders going on in the world lately who needs crime?"

I do!

The geography teacher slapped down the important test that they had written two days earlier in front of Freddy. Freddy picked it up and scowled. A red F had been recorded on the paper. And under it in the teacher's precise writing was scrawled. Please see me after school Lola I know you could do better!

"I'm not impressed Lola. Maybe you should take your mind off your social life and work harder on your geography mark." Mr. Smith his name was. "You usually ace your tests." He went on handing other distraught students their tests. Freddy flipped him the bird as soon as he turned away.

He headed for Lola's locker as soon as the lunch bell sounded. He hated that stupid locker- thankfully Kurt had told him the combination since obviously Lola had told Kurt in the past. What was it? 36-12-34? No it was 40-13-35. He tried both and neither worked. He slammed his first on the stubborn lock and swore viciously as the pain raced up his hand. Screw the locker. He had better things to worry about.

Students swarmed around him- that's when he felt something uncomfortable around his middle. Frowning he adjusted his bra straps and stuffed the bad test into his backpack and set out for the cafeteria. Brie and posse were all waiting for him as he made his way into the busy atmosphere. He'd prefer if he would have been able to just eat alone.

"Oh mah god you were so funny in drama Lola!" Brie giggled behind her hand.

"Right." He mumbled.

The clan of boys that always joined the crew and flirted recklessly with Freddy, clamored over noisily. They were slapping each other and talking cockily about the legal drinking age. Boys like that had teased him mercifully when he was in high school, until he had dropped out. He took notice of Kurt's absence, he supposed the clan had given him the boot.

"Hey ladies!" One football jock catcalled planting a wet one on Torrance's glossy lips. She giggled."Jack!"

Lame, pathetic, ugly, stupid. Lola's choice of friends pecked at his mind. One guy took the available seat next to Freddy.

"You're single now right? I mean you broke up with Kurt." He said more as a statement then a question. Freddy sneered cruelly.

"Never mind bastard."

The guy just laughed. He thought Freddy was trying to be funny.

"Well Lola-"Then his blue eyes widened. "Whoa." He peered at Freddy's feet. "Is that your bra?"

Freddy's gaze and every other random person at that table leaned over to stare. To Freddy's dismay Lola's hot pink bra was entwined around his running shoe. That's what he had felt around his middle-his bra had unhooked and slipped down his clothes. His face flamed and the guy who had spotted it grabbed it and held it high over his head.

"Party!" He roared, and tossed it to his friends who all bounded for the catch.

"Give it back!" The girls shrieked. Freddy yelled the loudest. The boys ignored their pointless pleads.

"You must be mortified you poor thing!" Brie whispered.

"Sexy lingerie!" Jack laughed and held the bra to his broad chest and danced on the spot. "Bra time!" Not very many outsiders paid any attention, which was obviously what the asshole wanted.

"Give it back. Now." Freddy hissed. It was terrible without a bra on. They just-hung there- "GIVE ME BACK MY BRA!" He bellowed at the very top of his lungs. Every member of the student body head's swiveled to look at the distressed Lola Cep and clan of girls. Now his face was the angry color of tomatoes. Peers burst into fits of laughter, others scowled and went back to their lunch.

"I have a huge favor to ask you Lola." Mrs. Renner grasped his hands in hers. "I need you to play Simone in the school play. I need you too. No girl will do it. Several were good enough, but when I told them they would have to kiss another girl they refused." She was begging him of a favor. Well Freddy Krueger never did favors for other people.

"What makes you think I would do anything for you?"

"Because... Because you have talent!" She sputtered apprehensively. She had grabbed him on his way out the door at the dismissal bell and now..."I don't know!"

"And I have to kiss a girl. On the lips?"

She nodded weakly, fearing his answer.

A devious grin spread across his face.