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Sabrina Takes the Stage

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By Samantha Finnegan

Sabrina walked into Forest Road School with sweaty palms and a pit in her stomach. Today was the day she had been counting down to for the last three weeks. It was audition day for the third grade production of Robin Hood.Sabrina wanted the leading role of Maid Marian. She held her backpack straps tightly as she walked up to her best friend Marissa. She shot a toothy grin Sabrina’s way that could have lit up the whole hallway.

“Hey girl, how pumped are you for this afternoon?” Marissa asked as she looked at her pal. Sabrina kept her eyes low to the ground and replied, “I am not sure if ‘pumped’ is the word I would use, but I guess I am ready.” The girls had been friends for a long time, since kindergarten. Marissa was always one step ahead of Sabrina. When they played soccer, Marissa scored the goals. When they sat in math class, Marissa always raised her hand to give her answer right away. That is just how it was.

The girls walked down the hall past the cafeteria, towards the auditorium. As soon as they walked into the room Sabrina spotted their teacher, Mrs. Note, playing a light tune on the piano. Many of the kids were already sitting in the theater seats reading a packet of music and play dialogue. The sight of this made Sabrina’s heart plummet to the bottom of her belly. “Come, Come, girls! Take a seat and grab your lines and music!” Mrs. Note motioned the girls toward the seats near the stage.

“Who would like to go first?” Mrs. Note questioned the crowd. Marissa's hand shot up towards the sky and she began flapping it rapidly. Mrs. Note pointed towards her and gestured her to come up on the stage. Marissa walked with such confidence. You could feel her presence, big and mighty. As Sabrina watched her friend glide up front she could taste the jealousy. Sabrina slumped back in her seat, trying to hide herself from Marissa’s A+ audition. All of a sudden, she slipped an inch too far off the chair. Sabrina slid completely down and met the floor with a loud THUMP. Laughter filled the auditorium. “Quiet!” shouted Mrs. Note. The remaining snickers started to die off as the teacher got up from her table. “Are you alright Sabrina?” Mrs. Note stood looking at Sabrina sitting on the floor. Her ego was more bruised than her bottom. As if she wasn’t shaken up enough, now she was terrified and mortified.

Mrs. Note spent the next hour calling kids up to read their lines. Some read better than others, but most of them sounded confident. This made Sabrina less and less interested in being in the play. There were about five more students left to try out when Mrs. Notes voice rang, “I apologize, but we must resume the rehearsals tomorrow. All the amazing auditions took longer than I anticipated.” Most of the students let out a groan of disappointment, but not Sabrina. She felt like her prayers had been answered.