FIVE, SIX, SEVEN, EIGHT!
STAGE FRIGHT:
ACT 1, SCENE 1
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finn's pov !
i dragged myself down the hall, feeling an abundance of negative emotions. this caused my feet to stomp angrily against the filthy tile floor, of course.
the principal's angry voice rang through the busy hallway as the curly hair on top of my head bounced lazily with my walking pattern.
finn wolfhard, to the office please. finn wolfhard, to the office.
"my god-! i'm coming, asshole!"
i screamed as if the principal, mr harbour, was listening.
many people turned their head toward me, their eyes basically bulging out of their annoyingly preppy faces because of the nasty words i spat.
once i arrived at the main office, i opened the door furiously and made sure to slam it behind me. i ran down to mr. harbour's back room with steam basically coming out of my ears due to the ignorance everyone at this school had.
david opened the door with one swoop, making a noise that he probably knew bothered me.
dick.
i plopped myself on the all-too-familiar seat as he placed some sort of paper on the surface of his desk.
"mr. wolfhard, it has come to my attention that in this week alone, you yelled at four teachers, threw a smoothie on noah schnapp and called him 'gay', stepped in the middle of the court and mooned everyone during a basketball game, and spread a photoshopped picture of maddie ziegler that made her look as if she was- um.. doing something inappropriate."
he explained, before letting a frustrated sigh slip out.
"for all we know, it wasn't photoshopped. maddie's a sl-"
"WOLFHARD!"
that stung my ears. i'm pretty sure even the kids in the soccer field could hear that.
"anyway, you will suffer a week suspension, unless.."
shit
"NO! please don't! that would destroy my mom! she'd be so disappointed!"
you see, my mom didn't exactly know what i was up to at school. she thought i was an angel, a mathlete, her little baby.
i was a mama's boy, what can i say?
"unless, you join this." he slid the paper farther down the desk, gesturing for me to read it.
DERRY HIGH SCHOOL PRESENTS:
HEATHERS THE MUSICAL!
AUDITONS HELD JANUARY 10TH AFTER SCHOOL.
"no. i can't. no way. no."
i cannot join that. it's basically a sign up sheet for getting called gay.
"oh, so you'd rather be suspended? cause i can inform your mother right now."
son of a bitch.
"no! fine! i'll join!"
"thank you, finn. auditions already happened a few days ago, but judging by the notes from your drama teacher, you're fit for the role of jd. practice starts tomorrow night."
little did i know, that production would be the best thing to ever happen to me.
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