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I throw the phone at the wall. It breaks. Go figure. I hear footsteps coming up the
stairs. I quickly get off my bed and lock the door. I sit back on my bed. That bitch. She
didn’t have any right to do that to me. Wait. Amy is throwing a party! All her parties
are at her house. I know where she lives! Still wearing what I have on I open the window
and jump on the tree branch. It cracks just a little, but I climb down safely. I wave a
taxi, and then went to Amy’s house.
I open the door at her house. There was loud music playing. Blah, Blah, Blah by Kesha is
on. I look for Amy and I see her. I start walking to her. Then I stop. I stop dead in my
track. She was kissing a boy. Not just any boy, but my boyfriend! I walk toward her again.
I yank her away from him. I hear a pop sound.
“What the hell!” I yell.
“You are moving to Berlin!” she yells back. Oh, is that how this game is going to be
“Oh, I am so happy I am out of this place!” I yell and run out of there. I call a
taxi. I ride home in silence with tears streaming down my eyes. When I get home I just go
to sleep, but I have to cry myself to sleep.
I wake up to a sunny Sunday. God, why is it always sunny? I get up and then I go
downstairs. My mom is in the hallway.
“Honey, we got to get going,” she says. I nod my head and we walk out of the house. I
get into a car. We go to the airport and then we get on a plane. The plane ride takes
about eight hours. I just sit back and think how my life is so miserable. It can’t get
any worse though.
Of course when you say that it does. Which is what happened to me. After two days of me
leaving and entering Germany, I was in school. It really wasn’t a school to me though.
My mom sent me to an all girl’s private school for actresses or soon to be. That is what
it said on the piece of paper that they made me sign. Anyways, I was seating in my first
class of the day, wearing their blue plaid uniform. The class was about facial
expressions. When will I ever need to know this? Exactly.
“Um, Miss Reed?” asks a girl in my class. Oh, and yeah the school is for people who
“Yes, Abby?” says the teacher, Miss Reed.
“Who is she? And what is she doing in the class,” the girl says while pointing at me.
“Oh, she is a new student. She came from America,” says Miss Reed. The girl just sat
there and stared up at the teacher. The teacher moved on. The bell finally rang and I
jumped out of my seat. I walked to my next class and introduced myself to the teacher. I
did this all day long, until the last class of the day. It was acting. That’s what it
said. It also said it was in the auditorium. I walked there. When I got there, there was a
huge crowd. I heard girls screaming, if they looked okay, which was weird considering it
was an all girl’s school. I pushed through the crowd and opened the door and I stopped.
My mouth was wide opened, and inside were boys. Now, I knew why everyone was freaking out.
I closed the door and turned around. I walked back to the end of the crowd. Finally, the
teacher yelled at us to all come inside, but when I was about to pass him, he stopped me.
“Miss Holmes, why don’t you go on the stage? It is your first day and everyone had to
do this before they go walking around my stage some more,” said the teacher. I looked at
him like he was weird. Then I nodded and walked toward the stage. I climbed the five steps
and stood in the middle of the stage. “Now, Miss Holmes, I am going to ask you a few
questions. Please answer them truthfully.” I took a deep breath. Here we go. “Where
did you leave before this? What were your extra activities both inside and outside of
school?” Everyone looked up at me.
“I lived in New York. I did cheerleading and that is all,” I said. I swear
everyone’s mouth dropped.
“Why are you here?” he asked.
“My mom is an agent for actors and the people she worked for thought this would be a
wonderful school for me.” Again people’s mouth dropped. Then everyone laughed.
“Very well then…please sit down,” he said. I walked off the stage and headed for
the back. I sat down next to this girl. Then the teacher talked for a little bit. Then he
called on some guy to pick out five actors. The guy looked around.
“Mike, Tom, Gabby, Abby, and the new girl,” said the guy. Did he just call on me? No
way was I going up there.
“Miss Holmes we are waiting for you,” said the teacher. I got up and walked down and
got on the stage again. “Now, this activity is easy for actors. You get to say one
sentence. It has to start with the letter that is next in ABC. For example, the person
just said, ‘An apple for the lady,’ and you have to start with the letter B. Plus, it
all has to make sense. If you get it wrong you will be out. Good luck! Tom you start!”
Tom turned to me. “A dog that has a barking problem,” said Tom. Huh? This acting
school makes no sense.
“Barking is the problem?” asked Gabby.
“Can it be anything else?” said Abby in a very duh voice. Yet, they were all staring
at me. Wait. Am I the dog here?
“Don’t you think, like that,” said Mike.
“Ella is the dog’s name,” said the guy I didn’t know of the name.
“Fiona should be the dog’s name…if you were smart,” said Abby.
“None of those names are correct!” yelled Tom out really fast, before thinking.
“Tom please sit down,” said the teacher. He got off the stage.
“Gorge is a very nice dog’s name,” said Mike.
“It’s a girl not a boy!” yelled Gabby. Opps, looks like she was out too. Even
thought I haven’t said a thing. Gabby walked off the stage. While the teacher went to
talk to Gabby, because she started crying, the guy who I don’t know the name of walked
“You know you could at least act like a dog...not saying anything,” he whispered
while he was walking by. I froze. Is that what I am supposed to do? Why did he even picked
me if he knew I couldn’t act? Oh, that’s right, so everyone can make fun of me. Thanks
a lot, jerk. I needed to get off the stage, and fast.
“Sorry, about that. Please continue,” said the teacher.
“I quit,” I said and walked off the stage.
“Miss Holmes there are no quitters in my class.”
“You have one now.” With that I kept walking and I walked out of the auditorium.
An hour later, and I was home. Well, if you call a hotel room, home. I laid on the bed
and turned on the TV. I flipped through the channels, realizing that everything was in
German. I cursed. I got up and went into the bathroom. I looked at myself. I looked
miserable. I could really go for a cup of coffee. With that I got changed and was in my
sneakers I used for cheerleading. They were the best for running…you know just in case.
I walked down the elevator. I pushed the button, and waited. Why didn’t this hotel have
two elevators? I have no idea. I waited for a very long time. Finally, I gave up and I
went to the stairs. I went down the stairs really fast, as usual. Back at home when we had
no gym to practice or outside we would run up and down the stairs to get us into same. The
teachers got pretty mad at us and would yell. It was a ball of giggles though. I ran out
of the front doors. Hm…now if I was a coffee shop where would I be? I took a left. I
pasted a chocolate shop that smelled wonderful. I made a mental note to stop there
sometime. I kept walking, and walking, and walking. There was no coffee shop at all. I
turned around and headed back. I stopped walking. In front of me was Abby coming out a
clothing store. Then a bunch of girls followed out. Abby turned toward me and I stopped in
my tracks. The group stopped when they noticed me.
“Your name is Tracy, right?” asked Abby. I nodded. “My name is Abby. I know you
come from America and all…and oh, god this is so embarrassing...”
“Abby wants to know if you will pick out an outfit for her date,” said one of her
“On two conditions,” I said, realizing that I didn’t even think this through.
“Get rid of the big group, so we can just shop alone and tell me if there are any coffee
shops around here.” They looked up at my like I was crazy. Maybe I was. Amy said I was
crazy, because I would cheer on end. After a big, long game I was still hyper. Abby turned
around to face the group and told them something. Then she turned around to me. The group
walked off wherever they were ending to and it was just Abby and me.
“There aren’t really any coffee shops around here. Maybe in other towns, but not
Berlin,” Abby said. That’s just great.
“Okay, what are you planning to do on your date?” I asked.
“A fancy dinner,” she answered. Okay, so that means a dress. With Abby’s black hair
and green eyes, I am aiming for a green dress. I looked in the store that she just came
out of. It had a lot of dresses, but not any fancy ones.
“I need a place with fancy dresses,” I said. “Oh, and of course in your price
“Ha, if I had a price range,” she answered. “Um…there is a store a cross the
street that is just fancy things.”
“Show me,” I answered. We walked and Abby found the store. I walked it. The walls
were white and they had wood flooring. I looked around. The first circle thing had a
really nice green dress. It was a light green, but it got darker at the bottom. It was
strapless. “What’s your size?”
“Two,” Abby answered. I looked at the tag. A size two. I took it off the rack and
handed it to Abby.
“Go try it on right now,” I said. She walked to the dressing rooms. I followed her.
She tired on the dress and it looked beautiful on her. She brought it and she thanked me.
I just nodded and went back to the hotel room.