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Drama department.
    Although this floor had many small
rooms, assigned to storage and props, the majority of the floor was
taken up by a large, unusual drama studio. There were no desks in
the room, or white-boards. The room was distinctively painted in
effervescent colors, oranges, and reds, greens and blues; beautiful
silk floor pillows were scattered around the room. Oriental room
dividers stood in one corner, suggesting a type of dressing room,
with various props and costumes cluttered together in another
corner.
    An exotic but frazzled looking woman
stood in the front of the room, holding her hands wide, welcoming
us into her classroom. The woman, whom I assumed to be Mrs.
Woodsen, the Drama teacher, had frizzy, unkempt dark black hair and
leather-like skin that suggested years and years in the sun, as she
seemed to be in her late fifties.
    She was wearing a deep purple kimono,
with vibrant red dragons embroidering its floor length silk. Around
her wrists were dozens of golden bangle bracelets that jingled with
every small movement she made.
    I was transfixed by this teacher, who
seemed more than human, as I took a seat on the floor like everyone
else. I had noticed that although the room would suggest chaos and
confusion, all of the students entered the room silently and took
their respective places on the floor. I sat close to Lilly, not
sure whether to be terrified of what was to come next, or
excited.
    “ Hello, my darlings,” Mrs.
Woodsens’ voice purred her hello. As I looked at her thick eyeliner
and dark red lipstick, I realized she reminded me of a cat, or an
Egyptian, or maybe an Egyptian cat.
    “ I understand we have new
actors to join this vivacious cast today,” she slowly moved her
eyes to mine and held my attention for a few seconds before
searching out Kiran’s and Talbott’s. I was horrified when I
realized they were in this class as well, but as I looked around I
noticed that I recognized most of the students from English were
here. “So before we begin our work with the one-acts, I would like
for each of them to introduce themselves and enlighten us on their
unique personas.”
    I was mortified; surely she didn’t
expect me to speak in front of this entire class of people. Not to
mention the fact that the only thing unique about me was witnessed
by, what looked to be this entire class of people already this
morning. Thankfully, Talbott stood up first. And I tried my best to
shrink into a ball of nothing.
    “ Well, I am Talbott Angelo,”
he said in a strong, authoritative voice, his accent thick, making
his words run together. “I am new to this place and this school. I
come from London with Kiran. I hope to enjoy America very much,” he
gave a goofy smile and laughed a little, along with the rest of the
class. He waited for Kiran to stand before he took his seat back on
the floor. His huge frame seemed too big among the other, smaller
framed girls that had surrounded him.
    “ Welcome Talbott, we are so
thankful you have been sent to us,” Mrs. Woodsen purred to him. She
turned her full attention on Kiran, gazing at him until I was
almost embarrassed for her. He wasn’t able to look at her full in
the face and I noticed a light shade of red creep up the back of
his neck.
    “ My dear Kiran, you don’t
have to say anything unless of course you want to,” Mrs. Woodsen’s
eyes glossed over with obvious adoration. Yuck.
    “ No, it’s alright,” he
forced his eyes up and gave her a benevolent smile.
    Kiran cleared his throat. His perfect
posture and amazing good looks already set him apart from everybody
else, but now with him standing and everyone else on the floor it
almost seemed as if we were bowing down to him. Thinking that Mrs.
Woodsen practically was, I smiled, then realized Kiran was looking
directly at me.
    “ Hmmm…” he continued to
stare at me, while seemingly thinking about what he was going to
say. “I am Kiran Kendrick. I am also from London,” Unlike