*A Few Hours Later*
“Okay, room 407,” I sigh as I check the room number to the paper with my schedule before heading in.
The room is unlike any of the other classrooms I’ve been it, but I like it nonetheless. There is a small stage in the front with chairs spread around with no real order. There’s no desks besides the one for the teacher. Theater is going to be unlike all the classes I’ve taken in my school career.
I take a look around the room to find Laurel. There is a group of guys with a few girls who seem to be improvising. Then there’s a couple girls chatting, and the same with a group of guys. Alone in the corner is a girl reading a book, and I know I’ve found Laurel.
I walk over to her, sit down in the chair closest to her, and place my backpack on the floor.
“I like your bag,” the girl speaks up after a few seconds.
“Oh, thanks,” I smile. “I’m Rose Faith, by the way. You can just call me Rose. That’s what most people call me. Actually, I can’t think of anyone who actually calls me Rose Faith.”
She chuckles. “I’m Laurel. My roommate told me about a Rose.”
“She was talking about me if your roommate is Victoria. You are just how she said you’d be. I’m assuming you know Daisy. It’s nice to know we are all freshman.”
“Yeah. That’s cool.”
“And you’re from Canada, correct?”
“That’s so awesome. I’ve been to Canada a few times. It’s a very pretty country.”
“I’ve been to America a few times. It has a lot to see.”
“It does. Enough about our countries. Tori told me that you are really into acting.”
“I am. I’ve been in countless commercials in Canada and did a few TV shows. With just a few lines in a few episodes. I have been an extra in a few movies too.”
“That is overly amazing. You must be really dedicated to come all the way over to Australia to pursue your dream.”
“I guess I am. I just wanted to get out of my house. I am the oldest of ten kids in my family. I was ready to leave and be able to do even more of whatever I wanted, and make a name for myself.”
“Ten kids? That’s crazy. All I have is a younger sister, and my mom. I miss them like crazy.”
“Oh, he died in a car accident many years ago. Drunk driver hit him.” I hold up my arm for her to see my tattoo. “These are the last words he ever said to me.”
“Oh my, that must be something you think of every day.”
“Well, I have it inked onto my skin in a very visible spot,” I see a small smile creep onto Laurel’s face. “In all seriousness though, it’s been almost ten years I think. It gets easier every day. Though, I think once I get more tattoos, I’ll be better.”
“So, what are you here for?”
“Creative writing. My writings have been featured in my local newspaper, and some national magazines. I’ve helped news crew write what they’ll say for different segments.”
“That’s pretty amazing.”
“I guess so, but I’m also here to make friends.”
“Oh yeah. Victoria told me that we are getting together on Wednesday to discuss shopping on the weekend.”
“Yeah, and we are supposed to go out to Nando’s. I think it’ll be a great time.”
“Me too. I’ve been trying to branch out and do more things. This will be good for me.”
“Alright class, time to begin,” the teacher goes to stand on the stage in the room. He looks like someone who has been in movies or on Broadway and knows what he’s teaching. “I intend to make this class fun for everyone. I don’t want anyone to do something too uncomfortable that makes them super anxious. However, I do want you to make sure that at the end of this class you can come up here, and act something out to the whole class. Is that an easy enough goal?”
“Yes sir,” the class answers.
“Okay, good. Now, to start out, let’s have some volunteers to improvise something. Then we will get down to business. I intend to start everyday out on a positive, fun note.”
I smile. This class is going to be fun and interesting.
All the friends have been met! I bet they will get along wonderfully! Hope you liked it! :D