The Curtain Opens...

I auditioned for our school play yesterday. They had us fill out slips with our choices of what we wanted to be and hand them to the music teacher. Then we had to sign our names on a list. The list decided what order we would audition in. 

They called small groups of 5 to go in and try out. I was 11th out of 35 (what a relief!). I talked nervously with my friends until I was called in. I spoke my loudest and clearest and pronounced properly (because when I'm nervous I sometimes use a lot of slang) and thought I did pretty good. 

The next day I rushed right to the sheet of paper with the parts on it. I was a flower dancer (not what I wanted!) and they even spelled my last name wrong!