Hey, Mr. Stark. Guess what? I auditioned for a musical. May said I should join some more activities after school— do things that normal high schoolers do. I told her, “I do academic decathlon… and fight crime and stuff. Those are after school activities.”
She said, “Do things that normal high schoolers do. Something cool and fun and not super dangerous.” I mean, she’s right, academic decathlon has been pretty dangerous in the past, if I’m being honest.
Plus, it sounded kind of fun— the musical. I mean, I feel like sometimes I get so caught up being Spider-Man, I forget to be Peter Parker. So I called Ned and was like, “Dude, let’s audition for the musical.” He asked me what it was this year and I told him, “Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, I think”.
He was like, “No way, dude. They’ll make me an Oompa Loompa.”
“So?” I said, “Oompa Loompas aren’t even bad. Everybody loves them.” That was a complete lie ‘cause they’re annoying as heck, but I didn’t want to say that, y’know?
“They’re the worst,” Ned said, but he agreed to audition with me. After I promised that I’d let him borrow my mask so he could look through the coding.
I texted MJ too and asked her if she wanted to audition with me and Ned. She texted back, “hell no”, which kinda sucked but then she added: “I’ll be stage crew though” and I sent her a little smiley face.
The audition wasn’t great. Mr. Dell’s face was a permanent grimace the entire time. I mean, I can’t sing. Or dance. Ned says I can act, though. “It makes sense,” he said, “you practically lie about who you are for half the day.”
“I don’t lie,” I told him. “It’s called having a secret identity.”
We got our roles today. You’ll never believe this— Ned got Willy Wonka! His audition actually quite good, now that I think about it, and I’m very excited to see him with a top hat and cane. That’s peak entertainment.
Now, my role, on the other hand. I got Oompa Loompa #6. Not even for #1 or #2. #6. “I thought you’d shine in this role,” Mr. Dell said when he handed me my part.
I asked, “You did?” and he said, “Yeah, you’re pretty small and you give off Oompa Loompa vibes, if you know what I mean.”
Ned tried to cheer me up by saying, “Hey, everybody loves Oompa Loompas! You said that yourself!”
“Yeah, and you said they were the worst,” I told him.
I don’t really mind my part though. I’m not on stage much— mostly backstage, actually, next to the crew. And, even if MJ laughs at my costume every time she sees me, I don’t think it will be so bad at all.
