if the method works

[mightbeweird]

Curses.
Now I'm gonna be late for my practice with Jan.
I don't start these things.
I don't want to quarrel.
But it is against my good nature to see my fellow cast members Montagues in trouble so when I saw the fray begin well...
I got involved.
I don't know what started it. I don't know what his problem is.
It's not right for Tybalt and his

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[_janice_]

I wait, as planned, on a bench outside the auditorium. I look over the scene on my script again, mumbling the lines to myself, and then glance at my watch. Amanda did say today, didn't she? But then I see her rushing down the hall, looking a little flustered.

I stand up and wave the script at her. "Hey, there you are! I'm all ready, practiced a little and everything."

[mightbeweird]

Oh good, there she is. I didn't want her to think I'd stood her up.
I wave back so she knows I saw her.
"Fair greeting to you, Lady." I grin and take a moment to get my breath back. "I brought my copy of the script too."

[_janice_]

For a second her greeting makes me think, oh no, not another one. But then she sounds normal, so I let out a nervous laugh. "Yeah, there were extra copies when Miss Vargas passed them out so I snagged one, but I didn't actually open it 'til this weekend. I meant to read the whole play, but...well, things have been busy."

I peek into the auditorium and see just a few students around. "But I am totally ready to play lovesick Romeo, as long as there's no actual audience, to y'know, laugh and point."

[mightbeweird]

I'm glad Jan agreed to help. I'd almost thought she was sick of the play. After all we're usually rehearsing while she's painting sets so I'm sure she's heard it all before.
"And I'm perfectly pleased to take advantage of that."

"Is the auditorium ok? I think it's pretty quiet right now. Otherwise I think the music room is empty too." I wonder what's up, Jan gave me the look Do I look that bad from the fight?

[mightbeweird]

uh-huh. Now I'm thinking about it.
"It umm.. I don't know. I didn't really hang out with most of the people before." It's hard to remember. It seems like the Capulets were always quick to quarrel. "and some I'd rather not hang out with now."

[_janice_]

"Like...you just stopped liking them for no reason?" I ask. Like suddenly Eric and Jordy are best friends for no reason, and Sophie said Danny hated Jordy. "See, that's what I mean, it's like people are being friends based on which house they just happened to get cast into."

Which in no way explained why both Jordy and Eric were pissed at me for being Rosaline--I wasn't even IN the cast. I flip open my script and scan over Romeo's lines, and suddenly get feeling kind of depressed about the whole situation. The whole having to avoid Jordy and him being pissed at me...it just sucks.

[mightbeweird]

"Um. I'm not the one who did the casting. That was Miss Vargas."
umm. I'd really rather not talk about this and from the looks of things Jan doesn't want to talk about it anymore either.

I shrug."Can we just practice?"

[_janice_]

I sigh. "Well, yeah, that's kind of what I meant, people who used to be friends aren't based on a random assignment--" But I can see it's not making much sense to her, and I'm thinking she's right. Just do the lines, except I'm not gonna have anything else to help Miss Dante with what's going on.

"Sure, let's run the lines." As I read through the next few of Romeo's lines, I start feeling more and more depressed. I've lost all my friends to the weirdness.

[mightbeweird]

"I'll pay that doctrine, or else die in debt." I say as I follow Romeo out the door at a more relaxed pace. I have upset him, but I am not upset.
I follow to be sure no further incident should mar this... day.

She's waiting for me in the hall looking worried. Jan. It's like there's static in my head for a minute. S/He was Romeo and now she's Jan. She really got into it for a bit there. So did I. Running lines. I could feel it.

"Hey, that was good." I grin.

[_janice_]

"Um, yeah, it was good...cool," I say, really confused. She doesn't seem mad, at least. "Um, I should probably get home..."

I start walking toward the nearest exit, feeling totally weirded out.