Another Chapter

The Smoothie Queens

Bahahahaha, the name of the the daily puppy is Putter. Putter. Haha, I like that name for a dog. Putter.

Oh, and Laura? You know what's a really, really funny word? Like, I burst out laughing everytime someone says it?! GECKO!!!! =)

Okay, enough of my randomness. Here's another chapter of Star:
2

“It’s hard to improvise in iambic pentameter.” -Anonymous

“So,” Janette started, then looked at me as if I should know what she was saying. I opened my mouth to speak, but then shut it, because after pondering her question…it wasn’t much of a question.
Janette threw her arms out and let them drop at her sides exasperatedly. “Did you wanna run through all your mistakes tonight with me, or with the frickin’ audience members at the stage door?!”
“I…I…” I’m pretty sure my eyes glazed over as I racked my brain, thinking of all the thing that could’ve possibly gone wrong…that I had caused…
But then I realized--I’m Natalie Wells, and I do not stutter in the presence of my director, and I do not act surprised--even if I am--when I find him in my dressing room. And even if I’ll admit to growing nervous and stuttering in the presence of my lovely parents before, that is different, and they are different, and…
“I know that I went down instead of up in the last verse of ‘Ordinary Fool’, Mom, Dad, Bob, but it’s the second-to-last show, and I’ve never done that before; not once, not in rehearsal, not…”
But then I realized that I was just stuttering some more. So, all in all, I got scolded. Bob didn’t say much until Janette and Marcel left, then he just patted me on the shoulder and said, “Good job tonight, kiddo. Break a leg tomorrow, and try not to cry. Oh, and work on your timing for right after ‘Fat Sam’s Grand Slam Speak Easy’. It’s hasn’t been correct in eight weeks.”
He didn’t say much, but it didn’t take all that much to get hurt. I yanked my wig off (Very unladylike, i.e. hair and makeup people are paramount with me.) and sat down at my vanity. I pouted (Sorta vain at the vanity, here) and poked myself in my left eye unintentionally with my Q-Tip.