Camp Confidential 05 - Ttyl
“Lara said. She picked up her can of apple juice and took a long sip. “I mean, Macbeth is cool—”
“You’re not supposed to call it that,” Greg interrupted her. “You’re supposed to call it The Scottish Play.”
“Isn’t that only when you’re like, performing it?” another boy, Andrew, jumped in. “I think you can call it Macbeth when you’re not.” He reached over and took a few of Greg’s potato chips.
Grace put down her bag of baby carrots. “What do you mean? Why can’t you call it Macbeth?” Her drama club... friends knew the weirdest things about theater stuff.
“It’s bad luck, or something,” Andrew said, shrugging his shoulders. “I don’t think it really matters if Lara calls it that when we’re working on scenes from My Fair Lady.”
“You’re probably right,” Greg said. “But I wouldn’t take any chances.”
Lara and Grace looked at each other and laughed. The four kids were seated cross-legged in a circle in their school’s huge theater, sharing snacks during their ten-minute break at drama club.MoreLess
“You’re not supposed to call it that,” Greg interrupted her. “You’re supposed to call it The Scottish Play.”
“Isn’t that only when you’re like, performing it?” another boy, Andrew, jumped in. “I think you can call it Macbeth when you’re not.” He reached over and took a few of Greg’s potato chips.
Grace put down her bag of baby carrots. “What do you mean? Why can’t you call it Macbeth?” Her drama club... friends knew the weirdest things about theater stuff.
“It’s bad luck, or something,” Andrew said, shrugging his shoulders. “I don’t think it really matters if Lara calls it that when we’re working on scenes from My Fair Lady.”
“You’re probably right,” Greg said. “But I wouldn’t take any chances.”
Lara and Grace looked at each other and laughed. The four kids were seated cross-legged in a circle in their school’s huge theater, sharing snacks during their ten-minute break at drama club.MoreLess
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