Mila
Ellie nodded along, still lost in her thoughts.
Ellie nodded along, still lost in her thoughts.
He spotted some scripts on the stage and he made his way over. Cam hopped up onto the stage and began reading.
BE MORE CHILL
Music and Lyrics by Joe Iconis
Book by Joe Tra-
He flipped a few pages until he saw his first non-singing line.
Yo, don't touch me tall-ass! He mumbled to himself.
(gtg, will be back tho)
Ro began to mumble her lines "did you say something?"
(What's happened so far?? Can someone catch me up real quick)
(we're all meeting for rehearsal)
(Ok) Daso burst into the auditorium with a loud, "sorry I'm late!" He grinned as he ambled down to the stage. It wasn't like he had to be late. He just liked making a big entrance. "How's it goin, cast mates?"
Cameron looked up. Oh, it's Daso! He was the one person he actually remembered. Cam waved to him, still reading through the script.
"What's good, Cam?" He greeted with a smirk. "Which part did ya get?"
"I got Rich." He stated simply. "What about you?"
Daso shrugged. "Jeremy. I feel like I'm more charismatic than he is, but I'm a great actor. I got it." He laughed a bit.
"Leading role, nice." Cam smirked. "Guess I get to tease you."
"Aw damn. I'm so used to teasing you." Daso shrugged again, leaning against the stage and grabbing a script. "The things I do for theatre."
He laughed and looked down at the script. "I can't wait to sing The Squip Song."
"It'll be something." Daso yawned. "When does rehearsal start?"
Cam shrugged, checking his watch. "Five minutes ago."
(I'm back !) There was a muffled groan from the stage, and Michael dragged himself up from his spot on the floor behind a wall prop. "Oh my god, what time is it? There aren't supposed to be people here yet."
Cam jumped at the noise behind him. He whipped his head around. "What the hell?"
"Michael oh my god." Daso shook his head, his face lighting up. "I came late on purpose, and you're still not ready."
Ellie looked to the stage when Micheal popped out from the backdrops. She laughed at his antics, and approached the stage.
He hefted himself to his feet. "Hey, sleep is important, and my math test wasn't. Besides, I though practice didn't start for another while."
"Nah, it started five minutes ago." Cam stated, throwing the script back in the pile.
(I have no idea what happened and I don't want to read it can somebody please give me a summary?)
(we're all in rehearsal)
(nothing much, we assigned a couple parts and then started practice)
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