As I take a break during the break period of MAPA, snacking down some popcorn, the director guides me to a corner. I think I’m in trouble, so I start anxiously spilling out words of “I’m sorry” and “whatever I did, I never meant to do.” But the director just says, “You’re not in trouble. There’s actually something good I want to tell you. My eyes light up and I’m now curious. “Really? What is it?” I’m shaking out of nervousness. “So, I sent a series of clips to a boarding school of acting to see…” Boarding school? Oh geez. “And the principal really liked your acting…” Is he saying I have to go to some uptight boarding school with your hair cut to look like Dora the Explorer and a uniform with dorms and strict rules? “So he wants you to join after school every afternoon on weekdays. The girls course. You’ll not have the full experience since you’re not in dorms, but maybe you’ll be able to audition for the girl’s course musical.” …Oh. I should’ve not jumped to conclusions. I really want to join the boarding school’s musical, but I don’t want my lines to be messed up with the school’s. The director gives me a form to sign so that my parents are aware of the school I’m going to. It also has a note that has the dress code. Apparently, what I wear is fine, uniform or not, I don’t have to change anything but earrings should probably be taken out. That seems easy. Also, hopefully I’m able to do homework there. The school’s name is OSA (Oregon School of Acting) and it’s incredibly popular in its excellent curriculum.
