A/n—at the beginning of each chapter it says what day of the week it is. If it says 'Still ' that means the day of the week is the same as the day before it. (duh?) If it doesn't say 'Still' before it that means it is a new day. Please R&R!
Shoutouts:
Strawberri Shake- you hate Crutchy? I don't like him, but I pity the poor guy. Born and gimpy and all…
Erin Go Bragh- a little obsessed here, aren't we? There may be some SpRace…maybe…Ok, OK, by the end of the fiction I promise you some.
Jacky Higgins- I love being loved. Which story is this? Anyways, you sound productive in it thus far. Congrats! (gives you a cookie)
Coin- sweetheart, you're confusing me too. Please stop. Thank you! (hug)
Almatari-of-Arda- VERY warm, it was 98 Fahrenheit on Sunday. And saw plenty of cute boys. we played after the U16 boys (they take their shirts off after they play) and we were next to an U15 baseball boys team from Puerto Rico. They couldn't speak English.
(Wednesday)
—Dutchy's PoV—
"We will be presenting Romeo and Juliet for the school this Friday. It will not be a major presentation, but like a practice. We will, however, be charging a two dollar admission. It will be like a 'buy-out' meaning that whoever buys a ticket will be excused from afternoon classes."
Scattered and hurried whispers exploded throughout the auditorium. Would we be good enough?
"Miss Larkson," Spring raised he hand. "I don't know if I can get my hair done like Juliet by Friday. I haven't even made an appointment yet!"
"Miss Springfield, I don't really care how you do your hair. Just tie it in a ponytail for all I care. Just be sure you're there!"
Spring blanched, as if imagining how 'drab' she'd look with her hair only in a simple ponytail.
"We will do one rehearsal before I dismiss you for lunch. Can we please get through the entire thing at least once? Five minutes and you'd better be ready!"
Kid Blink and Mush were sitting on different sides of the auditorium. To keep themselves from jumping on each other and making out? I seriously doubted it, considering the way Blink was glaring ahead and the way Mush was staring at him longingly.
"What's going on?" I asked Blink as we got ready.
"We have to be ready in five minutes," he told me, still refusing to meet Mush's gaze.
"No, I mean, yeah, I know that, but what's going on with you and Mush?""
"Nothing."
"Are you still mad at him for hitting that Bumlets kid?"
Blink turned and glared at me. "How do you know that?" he demanded hotly.
"He told Specs and I the other day at lunch," I confessed. By this time Mush had trudged backstage and was probably getting ready. Blink stood to go.
"He only did it because he really loves you. Don't stay mad at him for too long, OK? You guys are really lucky to have each other."
"Just get ready for rehearsal, it doesn't matter right now." He stormed off.
But it does matter. Nothing should matter more to them than anything in the world.
—Snoddy's PoV—
"Snoddy, hey!" smiling, Skittery appeared at my side and sat down next to me.
"Hi," I put down my can of Sprite and swivelled to face him. "What's up?"
"Have you heard about Romeo and Juliet?" he asked, still grinning widely.
"No, what about it?" I knew he was in the play, but I had no idea what he was talking about right now.
He gestured to a poster on the wall. "There's a buy-out for it on Friday. Are you coming?"
"This Friday? That's when you're coming over for dinner!" Was he backing out? He had to come, how else would I tell them…
"It's during school, of course I'll still come. Don't freak out."
"Oh, I guess I'll come then. How do I get tickets?" I'd watch anything Skittery was in. Anything…
"I don't exactly know," he admitted. "I'll check with Miss Larkson and tell you, I have to get back soon but I'll call you after school, OK?"
"Sounds good, I'll see you Skittery."
"Bye." He kissed me on the cheek and headed for the door. Friday was so close by. I was going to watch Skittery perform, miss class, and tell my parents something that could change their lives forever. Or worse, mine.
—Jack's PoV—
"The sets are done Miss Larkson."
She walked over to them, examining my handiwork with scrupulous observation. She didn't miss a thing. She paused the longest at the balcony.
"They're beautiful Mr Sullivan," she breathed. I flinched as she said 'Mr Sullivan'.
"Please ma'am, call me 'Mr Kelly, if you wouldn't mind."
She gave me the strangest of looks but didn't say anything. "Tell the rest of the kids working on the sets that I appreciate it."
She strode off to tend to some other issues and I spotted David across the stage. Something tugs at the back of my mind and reminds me that he called me deep and said that I was waiting for something.
When I look at him I can see Sarah behind him. It's so obvious now that they're brother and sister. They look different, but behind that they're so familiar.
Standing in front of the overdone balcony scene I stare at him, feeling like this was the closest I was ever going to get to letting go. Sarah wouldn't talk to me. Maybe if I just watched David he'd understand how I felt.
Was he always missing his eyebrows?
A/n: I'm muchly happy with this chapter. Snoddy and Skittery still like each other, they're putting on the play for each other, and Jack is WATCHING David. Happy day, oh happy day! Review!