Friday, January 28, 2011

Summerstock- A night out

There's more... I just didn't feel like doing it tonight.

I don't know why I agreed to go out. I mean, with all the nymphs around, who would even look at me. But Coop asked if I wanted to go to The Library with the rest of the cast, and I couldn't turn down those gorgeous brown eyes. I stared at the mirror, it wasn't pretty. Dark circles under my eyes, a total lack of make-up, schlubby clothes, and I really needed my roots done. I put my hair in a ponytail, threw on a clean shirt, and made a quick stab at covering up the circles under my eyes. That's about all I had time to do before I heard honking outside.

Prixus was sitting in the drivers seat; Minnie was in the passenger's seat – presumably to give her snakes room. Everyone else was piled in the back, luckily The Library wasn't that far. Even Marta was in the back, so I didn't feel so bad about fraternizing with the actors. I apparently was the last one to be picked up and there were two spots left – on the floor or on Bill the faun's lap. I optioned for the former. I figured it was safer. Prixus sped off, or at least as fast as he could with roughly 20 people in a single van. The dirt and gravel road made for a very uneven ride, but we were so packed in, none of us were moving. It was a shame really, I was kind of looking forward to “accidentally” falling into Coop's lap. It didn't help that one of the nymphs, I think it was Carissa, was already occupying that sacred place.


It was a long drive to The Library, and despite being packed in like sardines, we still managed to end up in a even larger tangle. I wasn't entirely sure where my arms and legs were; all I knew was that my face was squashed up against the door. When we finally stopped, Prixus had to come around to open the van door for us. The second my head was no longer stuck to metal, I fell ingloriously out of the vehicle. About four others followed, landing on top of me. As the rest of the party clambored over us, I realized that my chances of getting Coop interested in me were dwindling with each foot on my back.

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