Ms. Phillips sighed loudly and said, “Since this rehearsal is a bust, I think it would be best if we just played some drama games for the rest of the time. Michiko and Beatrice, I want you to go out in the hallway and practice Michiko’s part together.”
Bumbling Bea appeared out of nowhere. I hadn’t figured on my alter ego showing up right at that moment but as I have mentioned before, I can’t control her. “I can’t, Ms. Phillips,” I stammered. “I have to go home early today. My dad is coming over today.”
There was no way I would help Michiko with her part! Well, Bumbling Bea wasn’t going to help Michiko. We were in to the lie too far to back out now. Michiko drove me crazy! I was sick of her attitude and bizarre costuming idea. I couldn’t take another minute of it! I guess Michiko knew this about me, because before I could say anything else she had grabbed up her violin and backpack and sprinted for the door.
Except she dropped something.
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