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It was ten minutes until the first show began. My heart was racing as i got to my place on the bench as teachers did the final adjustments on some costumes or helped eight year olds find their position.
“Everyone okay?” Mrs B called across the sea of heads.
“Yes!” The excited squeal of one hundred primary school kids filled the whole room.
“Great! I’ll let the audience in!” she opened the door and the schoolkids who weren’t in the show slowly filed in.
Oh my actual god! I thought, I’m gonna die!
I had never done anything like this. Never sang infront of someone, never acted, never even stood on a stage.
Yet on that mad, amazing night I seemed to be doing all of it.
Yep. A few months ago, I had auditioned to be in my school’s musical theatre production of Matilda the Musical, not really expecting much, and then a few days later had Mrs B ask ME to be Miss Trunchbull!
“Ahh! I’m shaking!” my friend Robin giggled next to me.
“What?!” I scoffed, “Imagine how I feel, my year six classes are all here, year five is tomorrow!”
“I know-“
“And I’ve never done anything like this! You go to so many drama clubs!”
“Zara,” Robin smiled, “If you die, then I will die too.”
I stared at her then said dryly, “Wow, thanks for the encouragement.”
And with that, we could not stop laughing.
“Trunchbulls, shut up, its about to start!” Ava scolded.
Me, Robin and Ava were all sharing the part of Miss Trunchbull so that ‘everyone got a chance to shine’, I was one, Ava was two, and Robin was three.
“Eek!” Nell squeaked from infront as the starting music began to play and people gathered on stage for the first song.
