Marissa and Rose ran to the theater and came just on time. They went threw the doors into the house and up back stage.
"There you are!" John Sweedler or Rose's boss who was the director of the play she was going to be in said. The rest of the cast came in after them.
"Hello Mr. Sweedler," Corey, one of the cast members said.
"Yeah hello," Elizabeth another cast member butted in.
"When are we going to have the tryouts?" Elizabeth asked.
"Soon but not now, we have to take notes and talk first." Mr. Sweedler said. Elizabeth was one of Rose's enemies it seemed like. The first day Rose entered the theater they both acted a monologue and Mr. Sweedler said that Rose was better at it and that before Rose came that Elizabeth was supposedly the better actor. Everyone talked about the new showing all day and practiced the script with each other until 4:30 when Rose was dismissed. Marissa walked out with her.
"So are you going to try out for Norah?" Marissa asked.
"Maybe, I like her part but she is a major roll, I would have to memorize so much junk." Rose replied. The two walked together on the avenue until they reached the small house Rose lived in.
"Okay, well see you… oh anyway are you going to go to Carle's, it's Irish jigging tonight!" Marissa said. Then Rose started to think of Jack again. The third class contained mostly Irish men seeking for a better life in America. So each night down in the third class area Irish folk songs played and everyone danced to it. She had a good time with Jack one of those nights and she would be upset to not see Jack there at Carle's.
"No, I think I might stay home tonight." Rose replied.
"Okay bye!" Marissa said running off back to home.
