forum Other School RP (Private RP)

Started July 14, 2018 by @ShadeStar

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"Even so I still wish I had some popcorn." She smiled at her.

He sighed, "Come on. Please?"

"I can't," Paige whispered .

He looked at her curiously, "Why not?"

"I'm sure there's some somewhere in this school… I bet the teachers hoard it in the staff room."

He laughed. "Probably yeah. I bet they hide all kinds of snacks in there." He traced the outline of his tattoos.

He looked at her curiously, "Why not?"

"I-I have social anxiety. And I don't act."

"Oohhhh," the boy backed off, "Sorry. Are you doing backstage stuff then?"

"Probably. I bet they get the good toilet paper too, not the super thin stuff."

"Of course they do! Because why wouldn't they?"

"Oohhhh," the boy backed off, "Sorry. Are you doing backstage stuff then?"

Paige shook her head and swallowed. "My mom made me sign up for this. To be on stage. And I really, really don't want to."

"Then don't," the boy shrugged, "It's your life. Not hers."

"Where do you think the money for all those fundraisers is going?" Caire laughed.

He chuckled. "Yeah, exactly. Donate for the band or the clubs! No, it goes right to the teachers."

"Then don't," the boy shrugged, "It's your life. Not hers."

"But she wants me to. And I kind of have to."

"Oh really? Mind if I ask why?"

(Imma just do this, if anyone has a problem with it, please stop me.)

"My mom is the drama teacher," Paige whispered.

(No problems here.)

The boy winced, "Oh that's why. Well I'll help you through it okay?"

"Definitely. Those clubs are always complaining about the lack of funds. They wouldn't if they were actually getting the money."

"Exactly. That's my entire point."

With two claps, Mrs. Turner entered the auditorium. (Oof, this will be so awful, I apologize in advance.) Paige inhaled sharply.

"'We're going to raise money to get new instruments for the band!' Except the band has had the same instruments for, what, ten years now?"

Michelle looked to Mrs. Turner. She said confusedly, "What are you doing here? You said we could be in charge today."

Michael stood up and looked to her, "Yeah."

Brendon turned and saw the teacher. "Oh great, she's finally here."

"Took her long enough…" Caire whispered, looking up at Mrs. Turner. "Good morning, Mrs. Turner. I trust you're well?"

"Very well, thank you. And that I did. But I will be only overseeing to make sure that everyone who signed up auditions and received a part."
Paige readjusted herself shakily. Her mother's stern gaze found her and she gasped quietly.

Brendon said nothing. Sure, he loved theater, but to be completely honest he hated the teacher. He thought she was brainless and didn't know a thing about theater.

Michael sat back down, "Oh. Okay. Take a seat, we're about halfway through. Paige and Jack were just about to go."

Brendon said nothing. Sure, he loved theater, but to be completely honest he hated the teacher. He thought she was brainless and didn't know a thing about theater.

(I thought he was new?)