Aug 05, 2006 21:00
You know, for reactions of certain persons being kissed, Dawn sort of took the cake. I was used to either a) having said other person being into the whole kissing concept, b) running away/slapping/any negative-like response or c) all of the above. Not Dawn. No, really not her. Instead, she returned the kiss, just as into it as I was - I was beyond ignoring any chemistry - and then suddenly stopped. She motioned towards the play with some lame excuse about us needing to practice. The truth was that we could have one rehearsal and still be brilliant.
Which, obviously, Fiona happened to think when we performed our scene as Corie and Paul in Barefoot In The Park.
I might have been a suck up, already knowing the play ahead of time let alone picking one of the more dramatic scenes within in, but I was even more full of myself to think that I could perform a scene from American Pie and get into the play. I didn't even want to be on stage - for the most part.
"I want to know why you want a divorce."
"Huh?"
"Why?"
"Because you and I have absolutely nothing in common."
"Nothing in common? Geez, Corie. What about the six days at the Plaza?"
I should have expected what would happen the next day when Fiona posted the cast listing to the play. Up at the top of the page, main cast, read Paul Bratter played by Logan Echolls and below that it stated Corie Bratter played by Dawn Summers.
"You've got to be kidding me," I mouthed at the page. I knew I was incredibly unlucky, but this was just getting sad now. I scoffed and passed Dawn by on my way out.
I wanted to be able to be happy about it or at least even pretend that I hated I was cast, but truthfully, I'm sure Dawn and I have spent enough time together for a life time. There was a reason why we only had two practices together after the whole kissing mishaps. How do you actually have a kissing mishaps? I don't know, but whatever, we did.
And maybe - just maybe - what frustrated me further was the fact that I wanted to have another.