Ugh-A-Wug-Waaah :)

"It's a full house, guys! We just sold out! And there's still a huge line outside to get in!" exclaimed Tamara, our choreographer. Panic and suspense shot through my heart while I wondered if my parents and my best friend since pre-school, Mary, had seats to see the performance. All of these thoughts raced through my head, a full house is going to go down in history of Kimball High's Performing Arts, since this has never happened before, but I'm so use of seeing familiar faces in the audience. Interrupting my thought, one of the stage crew members raced to me and told me that my mom was standing outside and she couldn't get in. Joey and I looked at each other, and we both were thinking the same thing, what will do in this situation?

I anxiously grabbed my phone and texted like a text-obsessed teenager with a mission. "MOM, ARE YOU HERE?! WHAT'S HAPPENING?" I could feel the tears about to run through my perfectly blushed cheeks. She texted back in the dreariest five minutes in my life.

"Mary cant come I wont b able 2 make it either, ur dad is there, have a good show:)" As soon as I read the text message, my heart dropped and I felt like I just swallowed a big huge tennis ball. I ran outside and pressed the buttons on my iPhone roughly to call my mom to ask if she was really serious. She didn't pick up the first time. I dialed again, praying she would pick up. She did and I couldn't hold back the voice of a crying girl. "Quinci, are you crying? I got in! Don't worry!" She said and I could hear the smile in her voice which was like a train reaction because I smiled. One of my friends in the show, Molly, came outside and told me that Mrs. Neylan was fixing the seats and my mom probably has a seat now. I turned around and she saw that I was crying, she hugged me until we laughed since she was in the same situation too. I could see how strong she was and it made me stronger.

We went back inside and the show had started, I decided to retouch my makeup in the dressing room where the pirates were waiting to go on stage. I looked in the mirror and jumped at the sight of myself, my eyes were blood-shot red and my eyeliner had made a stream on the middle of my cheeks, which made me even more depressed. I thought out loud to myself, "I can't go on stage, I look like a crack head Indian!" Joey and Nicole ran over to me and helped me wipe my makeup. I broke down again, saying through my sobs, "There so many people coming to see you guys, all of your family but I only have two people." Hugs were coming left and right from all of the pirates. They basically all said that we were all here for each other and every single person in that audience was here to see everyone. It made me realize how much of a brat I sounded. My family was right here, we're all here to support each other. I slowly started to smile and notice all the familiar smiles around me. I couldn't help but laugh at Tynan, Captain Hook and his mustache. I was finally all clear from the tears and got into character of being a brave noble warrior.

Looking out in the audience when Peter Pan and I did Ugh-a-Wug, I saw my friends, Gabby, Evan and Nikki sitting in the third role back and they smiled at the sight of me. I also saw Mrs. Neylan mouth the words, "You can do it." I winked at her and started the dance and song. It was the best we've ever done this show. I was really proud of us, my family. We went out for a bow and it was a standing ovation. I loved the feeling of seeing the crowd cheer. It really didn't matter if I had 2 or 200 people here for me, I had the best feeling in the world of people getting their money's worth.

After the show, my friends, Charlene, Abby, Matt, Gabby, Evan, and Nikki came out and hugged me and said how great I was. Then, I got asked for my own autograph from a little girl. All of this was amazing, but I wanted to see my parents. I looked everywhere and was stopped by random parents saying how amazing I was. I thanked them and smiled and finally saw my parents talking to Mrs. Neylan. My heart filled with glee when I saw them and they gave me big bear hugs and showered me with complements. That night I went home and researched the next musical we we're going to put on, Beauty and the Beast.

Getting into Peter Pan, I would complain about how stupid the freshmen were since they never paid attention and how bad we were going to look on stage. But my thoughts changed, that night made me realize how many friends I made and our friendship to come. Tiger Lily will always be a part of me. That brave noble warrior that will do anything with a passion.

By the way, thank you to everyone who came and supported us :) and this is late because I was absent on Monday, November 1st, 2010, when this was assigned.