I couldn't believe I was here today.

The first time I saw the pamphlet of it, I thought it was good for people that weren't me. I'm not into this kind of things, you know, but I have nothing against the people who do. I just had to mention it to my parents, who thought it was an excellent opportunity to 'share me with the world', like my sister calls it when we are forced out of the house to do something by our parents.

"I swear, whatever we're doing here, if they ask me to wear leotards, I'm out the door" I promised and she giggled. Who can blame her, she's twelve and I'm sixteen. Leotards and dudes don't match.

"I just hope Mr. Blofis doesn't make us read Shakespeare... I have enough troubles in class..." Mindy complained, rubbing the bridge of her nose. I nodded, fully aware that my sister has dyslexia.

"Well, it's an extra curricular drama class" I emphasized it, trying to be supportive "Be ready for anything..." She paled a little, but we walked into the theatre classroom with confidence. There were other people, most of them were populars that wanted more spotlight, and some wallflowers scattered around. Mindy and I took seat in the middle, waiting for Mr. Blofis.

He walked in several minutes later, with a woman of his same age, with long curly brown hair and gentle look. They were smiling and giggling between each other before focusing on us.

"Good afternoon, kids" Mr. Blofis greeted us, politely. Some of us returned the gesture, others didn't "First of all, you're much more people that I've anticipated! Honey, I believe I owe you twenty bucks!" he stated to his companion who smirked. Some chuckled at his joke "Second, I want to warn you that, I won't give you the part because you want it and you think you're perfect for it. I'll give you the part if you deserve it..... and if you don't fail classes..."

When he said that last word, half the class (mainly the populars), got up and walked away sneering and mumbling things about 'like if this is important', but neither Mr. Blofis or his female companion seemed to mind. Mindy and I stayed, not realizing we were thinking the same: if classes takes us too much of our time, we'll leave it.

"And now, I have to pay you back those twenty bucks, Paul" the woman said, not even upset "I'm Sally Jackson-Blofis and, yes. I'm Paul's wife. I'm a writer and agreed to help Paul in this matter..." I saw Mindy's eyes widening and almost drooling, making me chuckle "Now, we have two things we'd like for you to do today... Don't worry, it's not homework..." Everyone laughed at that.

"We want you to tell us what you like to do, what you plan to be... A warning, though. Here, we'll share roles, so please don't be upset" Mr. Blofis nodded and one by one said something different. A guy wanted to be a chef. Another one, a dancer. A girl wanted to be an engineer. Mindy almost fainted when she said she wanted to be a writer. Each of them ended up with a sticky note on their chest with their passion, instead of name.

"Um, well..." I rubbed my neck, a little embarrassed "I'd like to be a researcher... I like to find out things about stuff" That's how I ended with the 'researcher' sticky note.

"Very good! Now..." Mr. Blofis gestured all of us to get up and go outside with his wife "We prepared something for you, to remind you that the point here, is not only learn but to have fun, alright?" When we walked outside, we saw a guy with black hair and pale skin, wearing a very unique yet strange robe. It was brown and light brown in some places. He couldn't be older than twenty. Suddenly, a very popular tune began playing and everyone laughed.

"'Once upon a time, in a galaxy far far away...'" Mrs. Jackson-Blofis started to tell, trying to look serious, but she couldn't. The guy behind her, was smirking too "'...lived a young jedi named Anakin Skywalker. He was powerful, more powerful than many masters, but he was young and with that, comes the impulsive decision-'"

"Are you saying I'm not rational?" The boy couldn't get out of character, but he was hilariously trying not to "I helped save the galaxy! Twice, if I may add!"

"'One of that impulsive decisions was to marry a woman'" This was cue for a young girl, with spiky black hair and a crown on her forehead appeared. Her blue sky eyes were frowning and her mouth was twisted in disgust "'Jedis have forbidden marriage, but love was strong between him and Padme Amidala'"

"How could I end up marrying you?!" The girl, apparently, didn't care if was out of character "You're my cousin and you're like years younger than me, yuck!" The guy simply rolled his eyes, making everything more funny. Mrs. Jackson-Blofis silenced her with a look, making us walk all together.

"'But young Anakin was impulsive and fearful, two emotions that can be taken in advantage by the Siths, the dark side of the Force-'"

"I knew you were evil!" The girl points at the guy, triumphal. The guy glares at her, but said nothing.

"'So, after Padme died giving birth to Anakin's children...'" Here, two different people walked in, obviously portraying the children. One of them was tall and had tan skin with blonde hair and blue eyes. He had a cut in his lower lip, but was smiling. The other one had dark chocolate skin with a light brown curly hair. Her eyes were golden and she was smiling too. The guy was wearing a copy of the iconic white suiy, white the girl wore the iconic white dress.

"I'm Luke..."

"I'm Leia..."

"We're twins but we don't know each other!" they finished in chorus, making everyone laugh. They walked away from each other, proving the point.

"'...Anakin transformed into the most powerful Sith, Darth Vader'" The black-haired guy simply put on a Vader's mask and started to breath with a lot of noise "'Many years later, Darth Vader captures without knowing Leia and she manages to send a distress signal, discovered by Luke'" Vader Mask walked to the dark-haired girl and grasps her arm, obviously not hurting her. The guy playing Luke has a map on his hand and comes followed by a guy dressed as a space-cowboy. Black hair, and green eyes, it was the opposite to the original "'Luke, along with space-pirate, Han Solo, rescued Leia and destroyed Vader's weapon, the Death Star'"

"Yeeeha!" The green-eyed guy surprised everyone, literally acting more like a cowboy than Han Solo "Ye'all though we-"

"Speak normal or don't speak at all, FishBoy!" the first girl growled at him, from her spot on the floor, gesturing she was dead.

"Shesh! Someone doesn't like to be dead..."

"Anyway!" Mr. Blofis interrrupted, jovially "The point here is that we transformed a very-well known sci-fi classic movie into our perspective- well, theirs" he signaled the guy dressed behind him "I'm not gonna make you read Shakespeare and repeat his words for other people. I'm gonna challenge you into turning Shakespeare into something modern and with a twist..."

I shared a look with Mindy and we both nodded.

Maybe it won't be so bad...

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Happy be-late May the 4th!

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Hello, guys!

First of all, I want to apologize for not posting last weekend, but I had/have a painting crew at home and, this past week, they had to work on my room, so I spent last weekend 'moving out'... You wouldn't believe the amount of things I NOW consider useless... I know it's an excuse, but I wish you could see pictures so you can understand my experience...

Onto another subject, last Wednesday was my friend Carter's (iamlillyherondale is her Wattpad, though I'm not sure she uses them any longer) 17th birthday! If you could wish her a 'Happy Be-Late Birthday!' I'd be grateful... She's not having a great time right now...

Which reminds me that Ashari Benturi's birthday was on my last post... HAPPY LATE BIRTHDAY! I couldn't reply to you, as your comments appear as guest! Hope you had a great time!

Onto the subject you care now, I'd be uploading the chapters from Percy Jackson, son of Chaos and Mortals: Meet... 2 today that I owe you. Also, I was doing my math and I think I could be done with Mortals: Meet... 2 this next weekend *sheds a small tear* Such a wonderful time I had- NO! I'll give the 'goodbye speech' next weekend.

This means, I'll focus on my collabs, my request and Percy Jackson, son of Chaos and Mortals: Meet... the In-Laws for the rest of the month. You still have time to vote on my poll in Facebook (https://www.facebook.com/pg/SilverHuntresses/posts/) or go check Comments Are Poll, commenting which one you like.... and if you fulfilled your quota of comments there, send me a PM with the head: "Your Next Story Is..."

I wish you all a happy Sunday and that is fill with excitement!