I know this chapter isn't very well written. And, again, obviously there are a few things missing between the previous chapter and this one.
It was a few weeks later, Halloween night, a Friday and our penultimate performance of Dracula. Our last performance was tomorrow. We had one in the afternoon and one at night. I'd auditioned for the part of one of the vampire women who seduces Johnathon when he's at Dracula's and gotten it. There were a lot of dancers, who had parents, grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins and siblings who were married who had families, in the auditorium.
The Camdens were there along with Matt's girlfriend, along with Vanessa, Claire, Molly, Mom, Jessi, Reba, Haley and Charlotte. Jessi and Reba were there with their parents and their younger brother John. Haley was there with her brother and her parents and Charlotte was there with her parents. Angela was there with Lily and her other daughter Violet Rose.
As it turned out, Lizzie and Kate went to the same ballet school I did and were in the same performance. Over my leotard I was wearing a long black dress and my hair was already up in its bun. I was backstage with the other dancers when we heard a loud crash onstage and raced out into the wings to see what'd happened. One of the set pieces had crashed onto the stage along with a coil of rope.
"Was anyone whistling?" one of the dancers, Lia, asked.
Everyone knows it's bad luck to whistle inside a theatre.
"I repeat, was anyone whistling?"
"Or did anyone say the name of the play you're not supposed to say?" Meg asked.
Vanessa stepped up onstage.
"Lia, Meg, I don't think this," she indicated the fallen set piece, "is due to anyone or anything living."