Here you go, guys! Thank soooooo much for all of the reviews! I never expected this story to get so many! Wow, I sound like I'm recieving a Grammy. But it's a big deal to me.
We started off by practicing lines. Mr. James made Ian and I get on stage and rehearse the scene where we first meet. It's supposed to be very strong, but that didn't stop me from feeling like a moron as I shouted out the words.
"How dare you, jerk? My father is about to die! Please, let him go!" I yelled at Ian.
With a faked sob, I fell to the ground and embraced the kid (Jarrod) who was going to be playing my dad. I tried not to feel too idiotic doing it.
"Belle, go!" 'Dad' said in a raspy voice.
"Please! I'll do anything! Let me trade places with him! PLEASE!" I yelled.
More fake sobbing, but the script was so intense, real tears sprang to my eyes.
"Deal. Jason, take him away," Ian said, looking down at me in contempt.
A kid came and dragged Jarrod off-stage. Ian grabbed me by the hand and yanked me across stage to my 'room.'
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"Why do you want me here?" I asked Ian carefully a couple of scenes later.
"You- you are merely here as my prisoner," He said, sounding hesitant.
"Then why do you treat me like royalty?" I asked, my voice growing soft.
"I have to go," Ian said, taking off across stage, signaling the end of the scene.
I turned to face the audience now.
"Was that good?" I asked Mr. James.
Mr. James stared up at us with his mouth slightly open.
"That was lovely," he said, matching Ian's exact tone as he said those words.
I tried not to blush when he said it.
"Amy, you have real talent; same to you, Ian. Keep up the rehearsing! Class dismissed." The students filed out and I ran to catch up with Genni.
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"That was amazing Amy!" Genni gushed, yet again, at our lunch table.
We were surrounded by kids all around. The dining room was a little like a mall food court, but with less selection. I smiled and thanked her again. Of course, being the moment-ruining-guy that he is, Ian walked over at that moment.
He looked very worried for some reason.
"Hello, love."
I had stopped telling him to not call me that. It never worked.
"Hullo, Ian. What do you want?" I said, stabbing my Jell-O with my fork.
"Well, first, to apologize. I'm very, very, very, very, sorry that I left you in that cave! Please, please, please forgive me!" Ian pleaded, suddenly sounding desperate.
I stared with my mouth gaping.
WHAAAT? I thought.
"I wouldn't believe you normally, Ian, but I accept your apology non-the-less. Blame the Madrigal in me," I said, in a clipped, business like tone.
Was this actually me talking?
Ian heaved a dramatic sigh and got slowly up from the table.
"Okay, Amy. I guess that's going to have to be enough."
He gave a small little wave and walked away.
Then, I thought of something. I jumped up and grabbed Ian's hand. Upon doing so, I realized what I was actually doing and pulled away.
"Wait, you said, 'firstly,' which means that there is a second part."
Ian just gave me a look and said, "It's not of any importance. Maybe I'll tell you some other time."
He turned around and walked away.
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I walked back to Genni and said, "He irritates me sooooo much!"
She shot me a sympathetic glance, but said, "Sure he does, Amy."
"Wait, what do you mean by that?" I asked, resuming to disembowel my Jell-O
She shrugged and started to eat her salad.
A couple minutes later, Natalie Kabra walked over, surrounded by her posse of chattering fan girls.
"Amy? So it is you," She said, giving me distasteful look.
"Y-y-yeah, it's me," I replied, trying to roll my eyes.
The girls gave a chittering laugh and one of them said, "How pathetic. She cannot even speak right."
This ticked me off, but I didn't know what to do about it.
"Shut up! W-what do you want Natalie?" I said.
"Nothing. I was just merely seeing if you were still the same pathetic orphan girl as always," Natalie said snarkily, swishing her hair over her shoulder.
This really ticked me off, but this time, I did something about it.
As Natalie and her posse started to walk away, I took some of my Jell-O in my spoon, and sling-shot it onto the girls' heads.
"DIRECT HIT!" Genni yelled, jumping up on her chair, her arms up like a football ref.
"EEEEEW!" The girls said, rushing out of the cafeteria.
Everyone who had seen it were cracking up, and some even were video-taping it. I got high-fives all around, and couldn't help but let out a huge smile.
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Later that night, we were in our room, video-chatting Dan.
"So, you actually did it?" Dan asked again.
I laughed and tried to reply.
"Yes, she did. And it was incredibly hilarious!" Genni interrupted.
We were talking about my Jell-O attack on Natalie. Dan hadn't stopped laughing for over two minutes.
"I wish I could have been there... Oh! What part did everyone get in the play?" he asked.
I shot a glance at Genni who started cracking up.
"Well... I got Belle," I started.
Dan clapped lightly in delight and said, "I can see where this is going. Momma's boy got the part of the Beast, didn't he?"
"It's not that big a deal!" I protested.
"Ah, but Amy, love. Don't you remember? At the end of the story, when the beast turns back into a 'handsome' prince, Belle kisses him."
My heart sank and I looked at Genni. She faked gagging and I looked back at Dan. Oh, crud. I face palmed myself.
"You have got to be kidding!" I exclaimed.
Dan tutted in pity and said, "I have to go, one of my friends is coming over soon... so. I'll see you both later!"
WHY ME? was the only thing I could think.
I think that I am going to change this title to Why Me? So, if you see a story called Why Me? with 7 chapters and the same summery, odds are, it's this story. Review, people! =D