A little later, Jayde and Meg arrived. They came in the door laughing about something. They took their usual seats and their laughter died down.
“Hey, did you guys hear?” Meg asks with a sarcastic grin.
“About the fish sticks or the auditions?” I joke.
“Both.” Meg laughs, “Are you guys auditioning?”
“Yeah. I mean, we probably won’t get in, but whatever.” Trish is very modest once again.
“I don’t know if I will. I suck at acting.” Meg is usually like this. She thinks she sucks at everything except for academics. Even though she says she sucks, Trish and I both know that Meg knows she’s good.
“Oh puh-LEEZ Meg! You got the second main lead last year in Drama! You should’ve gotten the lead, but Cass, you know…” I trailed off not wanting to say the words ‘lap dance.’
“Whatever. I guess I’ll audition.” Meg cracked.
Meg usually cracks, just not so soon in most cases. She must actually want the part. I guess Meg always has been interested in performing. She can sing really well- though she won’t admit it- and she plays piano like a godess. She plays the saxophone well enough to be in a famous jazz band. On top of all that, she’s a fantastic actress! I wouldn’t be surprised if they just swooped her up and took her to New York in the middle of her audition.
Trish is pretty talented too. She’s a great singer, maybe even better than Meg. She can play piano so well, it’ll melt your heart (though Meg is slightly better). She plays the clarinet in band and get’s all of the solos from what I've heard. She’s not that great of an actress, but she’s not bad. Though I can’t somehow picture Trish in New York. Maybe because she’s always been so quiet, so small, and not ever willing to stand out much.
I don’t know about me though. I guess I’m pretty hard on myself sometimes. In all honesty though, I’m a great actress, almost as good as Meg. I suck at singing though, so that won’t do me any good in New York. I can play the keyboard okay, I’ve only started learning recently though. I’m not in band, so I can’t really play any band instruments. I am good at first impressions, and standing out. I think my acting and my personality is what will give me a chance for New York.
“I think It’ll be fun.” Jayde piped up.
Now I’m not so sure about Jayde. She hasn’t really shown any talent besides volleyball. She’s in choir however, and she seems to be a decent singer. Drama hasn’t started yet so I can’t really tell where her acting ability is. Jayde is pretty much a wild card at this point.
I’m silently hoping that she is terrible so that I have a slightly better chance. I know it’s a horrible thing to think and hope for, but I can’t help it now that Ryder is on my mind. I think of seeing Ryder again. Meeting up with him in New York with all of the lights and towers looming over head. I will run and leap into his arms like what happens in the movies. It will be magical.
Suddenly my thoughts are interrupted by the guy that comes in next. Jake. I forgot about Jake. Suddenly my mind starts spinning and I am conflicted. Truly, deeply, conflicted.