Sunday, November 6, 2011
like a spring awakening
What would he ever do in this funk he was in? Derrick found himself groveling as he listened to Ian talk more about Lola. Ian didn't understand why she wasn't making friends.
"Because you're hanging around her, too much!" That was it. Didn't Ian see it? Derrick couldn't stop himself from saying it. Even if it had been a week or so since the concert, it never failed, there was Lola, hanging with them before school. After school. Derrick needed a new approach, he knew. But there was no real fix to this. Just accept it, Lola was Ian's friend. Not his. No way. Derrick saw the try-outs for the winter musical. "Maybe this is what she needs." He grabbed a flyer.
"Why not you?" Ian grinned as he looked it over. "You'd be perfect. They need someone who's musical. I can't think of anyone better."
"Yeah, I'll get stuck in the orchestra pit, playing God knows what." He knew how it worked. He remembered how all he'd been good for in swing choir, during middle school, loading up band equipment then unloading it for the most part.
"It would look really good on your college application." Ian was serious.
"All right." He scowled, thinking of all the hard work and long nights to put in. But for what, a bit part? He didn't want bit parts.
"Smile." Ian gave him a pat on the back. "Show them what you're made of. You can't hide your talent forever."
Ian couldn't help but to be bitter. Yet, Ian's faith was possibly a little much, but then if Ian's faith in him wasn't there, he'd be worried, too.