Production!
The pressure was coming. It was only minutes till our fist show and Mrs. Hobbs saying that all the night shows had sold out was not helping our nerves. So there I sat in one of Mrs. Strathern's chairs getting old make up and way to much glitter applied to my face. The rain is hitting room nines window like stones so by the time I got to the hall I was lucky not to have any mascara running down my face. I quickly dash across the stage, grab my microphone and make it to my starting position only seconds before the lights go out. The lights light up again and I here Gracie's voice echoing across the stage, the music cuts her of and the spotlight moves to my scene, I take my first step onto the stage, it was my time to shine. We run through scene after scene without a hitch ( unlike rehearsal) until we get to the end the part were Rubi always forgets her line. Her face goes red. I quickly turn of my microphone and whisper the lines to her and relief flashes across her face. The crowd started clapping crazily. We had done it, we had performed our production that we had worked so hard on.
