Hey! Thanks for all the positive feedback for the first chapter! I'm glad I'm doing the Suite Life section proud : ).

I don't like Max, to be honest. She's my least favorite character. But for some reason, it seemed most appropriate to have the story in her point of view.

I'm sorry I haven't had time to read and review other's stories on the section. I've been really busy lately trying to update multiple stories. I apologize. I hope I get time to read some soon!

(I love reviews.)

Don't own any of the characters except for the ones mentioned in the previous chapter and Mr. Simon.

Chapter Two:

I spent the next week memorizing the part of Dorothy. I ate, slept, and breathed the part. I stayed up until midnight reading Cody's script. Eventually, I memorized the entire play. Hours were spent watching the old movie and variations of it that I had rented from the video store.

Then audition day came.

Audition day was on a Wednesday after school, call-backs were Thursday, and final parts were announced on Friday. Zack and Tapeworm raced home laughing, but Cody and I entered Mr. Simon's classroom almost right after the end-of-the-day bell rang.

There were only two other students in the classroom when we got there: McElroy Adamsen and the kid who sits behind me in English. Cody and I sat down in two empty desks in the back of the room. Cody eyed McElroy enviously. We both knew McElroy was going to get the part—and there was close to no chance for Cody to even compare.

Nikki Mason and a few members of her popular posse entered the room in a puke of baby blue. It was that moment when I saw her auburn hair and perfect blue eyes that I probably didn't have much of a chance for this part either.

"Hi Nikki!" Cody squeaked as the brat walked passed us.

"Oh," she looked down at him in disgust. "Hey, Zack."

"I'm not Zack, I'm Cody!" he replied, his smile slowly fading.

"Cody. Yeah. Same thing," Nikki's eyes darted from Cody to me. "Eww. Max. What are you doing here?"

"I'm trying out for the play," I stood up and stared her right in her twinkling eyes.

Nikki and her friends roared with laughter. She flipped one of my braids and when the commotion died down she squealed, "For what part?"

"Dorothy."

This made the baby blue puke laugh even harder.

"YOU?" Nikki smiled.

"Yeah. And I'm gonna knock you and your bratty attitude out of this school!"

"Right. You do that," she laughed again and purposely took the seat in front of me.

Cody was looking down at his (new) script, his face red. Maybe he was realizing how much of a brat she really is?

A few more kids piled into the room, and eventually Mr. Simon, the Drama Club director.

"Wow, great turn-out!" he exclaimed, pushing up his geeky glasses and wiping his nose with his hand.

I looked around. There were only about a dozen and a half kids in the room. That was a great turn-out?

"Well… uh… we might as well get this started, because I have to get a tooth pulled at 4:30…"

Mr. Simon stared up at the ceiling, lost in a train of thought.

"Can we get this started?" McElroy grunted after about a minute of silence.

"Oh… oh yes. Well. How about we get started?"

I looked at Cody, wide-eyed. How psycho was this guy?

Mr. Simon asked us if we knew what The Wizard of Oz was about, which Nikki quickly offered the right answer to. I gritted my teeth and looked at the clock.

3:15. Sigh.

The minor parts were taken care of first, such as 'The Wicked Witch of the East', which has no lines. As he read the name, I tapped Nikki on the shoulder.

"You should try out for that part!" I whispered, and a sinister smile spread across her face.

"Funny. I was about to say the same thing to you."

"You—"

But before I could finish my sentence, Nikki suddenly swung her bag over her shoulder and it hit me on the head, key chains, buckles, zippers and all.

"Oh my gosh! I am like SO sorry!" she gasped.

I rubbed the side of my head, which was stinging painfully.

"I thought you were a good actress? Oh wait, you're a bad liar."

"Whatever," Nikki turned back around/

"Did you see that, Cody?" I hissed, trying to keep my voice down.

"See what…?" he replied, his eyes fixed on Mr. Simon.

Big help he was.

Dorothy was going to be the last part to audition for, so I rested my head on my arms. I closed my eyes, and the pain seemed to drift away with my thoughts…

Short, yes I know. This was originally part of the first chapter, but I decided things were going too fast and added this as Chapter Two. Nevertheless, you should still review!

I haven't written Chapter Three yet, but it's going to be a good one!

Thanks for reading, man!

Until next time!

Brenna

+The Girly Man+