forum 24 hour Musical (closed)

Started April 07, 2018 by @blue_topaz

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Ace took a step closer, "I might ask the same thing, Alex."

"Yeah, I'm just after school for some extra credit," (I'm going to start writing this as if the improv is the roleplay, at least for now) "So, do you need help on anything? I'm free right now!"

"I actually do need help. Who were you calling, Alex?"

Becca sat down on a chair, putting her hands between her knees, watching silently.

Fae went over to Becca. “Sorry about all the gore.”

"Nate," Alex said. "Don't tell him I said this, but he kind of sucks at math," She smiled mischievously, as if they were sharing a secret.

"That's easy. We all know that." Simon glared at Alex, "But what are you really doing? Let me check the caller ID."

Becca gave her a slight nod. "If it gets any worse I'm going to have to leave the room for a while. I–I don't do well with this kind of thing………..especially since last week………" She said softly, tears springing to her eyes.
(Gtg, be back soon.)

(Aw bye)

“ I’m so sorry! Do you want me to ask to change the theme, or would you rather work backstage? Your call.”

Alex smiled. Nothing to worry about, then. She had called Nate. (The bad boy) Just under a different pretense. "Why so suspicious, Simon? What, you think I do drugs?" She accentuated drugs with a mock gasp and turned away, getting out her phone and showing Simon her caller history. "See? Told you,"

"Drugs. An interesting prospect." Simon narrowed his eyes, "What are you really doing, Alex?"

Alex flipped her non-existent long hair. (Sam has short hair) "God, you're so paranoid. I'm the good girl, remember? That's the whole point of my existence, remember?" she said, with mild sarcasm. "Straight A's…valedictorian…on the volleyball team…virgin…Need I go on?"

"Then why are you defending yourself?"

"Well, I can't afford rumors about my reputation. You know that better than most, Simon," Alex said pointedly.

Simon snorted, "Then why are you doing drugs?"

"What in the world makes you think that?" Alex asked.

"What in the world couldn't make me think that?"

Alex walked into an empty classroom, sitting down on a chair. "Your rationale, please,"

Becca bit her lip. "I–I don't know. I want to act and sing, but the story line is soo….it brings up a lot of hard things for me. But y'all have already set the storyline, so I don't want to ask you to change it."

Simon smiled, "You didn't participate in the blood drive yesterday, why not?"

"Squeamish about blood. Blargh. I'm nice, I'm not a freaking angel. Next," Alex said dismissively.

"But you always participate in the blood drive." Simon raised an eyebrow, "New fear?"

"Yeah, no crap, Sherlock. Last summer, my brothers were playing with Mom's kitchen set, when I got stabbed. Not deep, but…yeah. I had to go to the hospital,"

"Okay." Simon grinned. "I love hearing your excuses."

Becca bit her lip. "I–I don't know. I want to act and sing, but the story line is soo….it brings up a lot of hard things for me. But y'all have already set the storyline, so I don't want to ask you to change it."

Her eyes softened. “Ensemble maybe?”

Alex sighed, grabbing a piece of paper and a pen from her backpack. "You're not convinced. Any other reason?" She wrote, Hands on the table where I can see them. And pull out your phone too. If you're recording, turn it off.

Simon took a step back, reading the note.

(How about Cecily for the heartbreaker's name?)

(Coolio)