Be More Chill Senior Year, Little Shop of Horrors
“Hey Jer, are you feeling alright? Last night at the party you looked pretty freaked out and you’ve been acting weird all day.” The two were heading heading to the the first meeting of the year for drama club after a second day of nothing happening at school.
“Just tired, I think I got food poisoning or something.”
“That’s what happens when you aren’t prepared for Rich’s Unicorn Pizza.”
‘Is that what you kids are calling Rat Poison now a days? Because that’s what it tasted like.’
‘You can taste food now?’
‘One of the “perks” that comes with me being attached to your body. And of course I’m in control of the hand you use to masturbate with.’
‘It was just a scratch, I swear.’
‘There are not enough mm-hmms in the world to show how much I don’t believe you. I can’t shock you anymore but that doesn’t mean I won’t slap you.’ Jeremy sat down in next to Michael in the auditorium. Christine was already there sitting in front with Jenna excitedly rambling about this year’s production when they noticed the two.
“No one cares.”
“That’s harsh Jenna.”
“You threw up on my shoes last night.”
“Yeah…sorry about that.”
“So what do you think the production is going to be this year? I’m hoping for a musical like West Side Story of maybe Fiddler on the Roof!”
“I’m not, that means we’ll have to sing. And I can’t sing.”
“Don’t be modest Jeremy, everyone in the locker room’s heard you,” Rich and Jake had appeared behind the group. Jeremy blushed trying to hide his embarrassment. “Seriously, I think you’re like the only guy in school that uses the showers.”
“Maybe that’s why he’s the only nice smelling one.”
‘You hear that? Michael thinks you smell nice.’ Chloe and Brooke entered followed closely by Mr.Reyes.
“Hello everyone, no new faces I see. Sad, yet expected and it saves me an introduction. Getting down to business the school has given us permission for a musical.”
“Yes!” Christine jumped up in joy.
“And that musical whether you like it or not is Little Shop of Horrors!”
“Yes!” Now it was Michael’s turn to jump for joy. He hated musicals with the one exception being The Little Shop of Horrors.
“Alright, we’ll start auditions tommorow. Now get out, the cheer team has the auditorium right after us and they hold seniority .”