Today was no doubt one of the most stressful days of my life. It's not the most, of course, but I will not be telling anyone about that day. Today started out pretty normally. I was doing my homework in first period, blah, blah, blah. But I waas alo insanely happy because Rebecca managed to come over yesterday night to practice our song for the talent show auditions today.
So, Rebecca has this crazy-weird stomach illness thing. She's out at least two days a week. I normally wait until third period to see if she's at school. We only have one class together, and no, it isn't third period. It's fourth. I get to see if she's at school in third because her class comes into luch a little bit after mine. Therefore, where she sits is visible from where I stand at the cafeteria doors while I wait to go back to class. If she's there, she's at school, but still might check out. If she's not...she's not.
When I looked at her table, guess who wasn't there? Rebecca. I started to get worried, but had one small hope to cling onto. She mentioned to me at my house yesterday that if she checked out of school, her dad would bring her back for the auditions after school. There were two reasons why I classify this as a small hope.
1. I didn't know if she had checked out or hadn't been in school at all today.
2. I didn't know if she was completely sure that her dad would drop her off.
Fast forwarding to the end of the day, I walked into the cafeteria with the rest of the people auditioning. I wondered if my small hope had been accurate. I didn't see Rebecca, so I whipped out my cell and called her. She said the worst five words that I could possibly hear at that point in time.
My. Dad. Won't. Drive. Me.
I started to get dizzy and was going into mental hysteria as I realized that all of our stress and hard work would amount to nothing. What was worse was that when the director called our names, what was I supposed to do on stage? Cry?
It seemed like a wonderful option at the time.
After I hung up with her, I just acted calm and listened to what the director had to say. She seemed very strict and rushed about the whole thing, and I was afraid that she wouldn't allow Rebecca and I to do our auditions on another date.
I was so thankful when she started talking about how she wouldn't be posting the results for a while and how absentees could still try out. After I clarified my situation with her, she said it would be fine for us to audition later. Relieved but still frazzled from the whole thing, I walked out of the cafeteria to call my mom and tell her to come pick me up early.
My mom didn't answer the phone. My dad didn't answer the phone. My grandma answered the phone, but she's eighty and can't drive. She got in touch with my mom eventually, and my mom came out to get me. I waited and waited and waited some more. I eventually had to just go spy on the auditions from the cafeteria doors. Then, I actually walked in because I forgot my lunch box and I wanted chocolate.
Soon, it was past four, and the auditions were over. My mom had just arrived. I had been sitting in the front hallway doing nothing for a whole hour. I hated that my mom's job was so far away. Later on, we went to a Collierville High meeting at my school, and Reecca showed up to that. Wow.
We straightened things out I suppose, and I just hope she'll be at school tomorrow so that we can finally audition. I was a little depressed at first. I really wanted to show people that I may be a quiet, smart girl on the outside, but had a powerful singing voice. Oh well. If we make it into the talent show, I'll get to show all of them plus about fifty other people. I'll survive.
Anyway, I've got some homeowrk I need to do. And I really need to start wearing my brace more consistently. I don't want to have to get surgery. It's too late to put it on tonight, but whatever. Anyway, I have to go. See 'ya.
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