Rushing through the emptying hallways, the girl had one thing on her mind: revenge. It was the only way to get her last wish. “Hey,” she called out, trying to catch her former best friend’s attention. “Can we talk?”
The other girl spun around, bobbed black hair swishing against her chin. She snipped, “What is there to talk about? Are you here to wish me luck? Beg me to put in a good word for you? Dream on.”
“Here’s what I’m wondering: Why are you bothering to audition? Have you ever realized that the only people who compliment your singing voice are people on your dad’s staff ?” The girl smiled coldly, keeping her voice level. “You can’t sing.”
The other girl’s mouth opened slightly. “What?”
“But the bigger question is, will your parents even come and see you if you do get a part? You’re the one who told me they never wanted a kid in the first place. Did you think maybe getting a part in the fall musical would trick them into thinking you’re worth their time and pride? It’s not enough, Velvet.” She put her face up close to the other girl’s and whispered, “I know Will dumped you. Your parents don’t have time for you. I don’t need you anymore. Have you ever considered the fact that anyone who really gets to know you figures out you’re not a good person? We all walk away when we realize the truth. Eventually, you won’t have anyone left.” She shrugged as the other girl’s tears came. “But if you think getting a part in the play will somehow make you more loved, then good luck at your callback, Velvet. I’m sure you’ll do great.”