Or So She Thought

My head pounded with the music of the Rocky Horror Picture Show. "All this without a net... HOW'S THAT!" Annet pushed her voice forword making my head ache with the shere loudness of her high pichted voice. Still consentrating I sang the last chorus after the 38 hand claps of suposed merryment. "Do it again kids you can only get better from here on. From the beggining...Charlie stop flirting with Megan and get to the center tape!" Ms.Farkay yelled to our lead boy and directed the sound managers to start the music. "Seems like only yesterday... It's astounding, time is fleeting, madness takes it's toll... I remember doin' the Time Warp... Let's do the Time Warp again. Supposed to jump to the left, and put your hands on your hips..." Charlie led off the first verse and chorus. "It so dreamy my fantasy free me so you can't see me, not at all...You're spaced out on sensation, like you're under sedation. Let's do the Time Warp again!" I myself led off the second verse with a bang of my own while Annet started to lead the last verse and the chorus, "Well I was walking down the street just a-having a think when a snake of a guy gave me an evil wink... Time meant nothing, never would again. Let's do the Time Warp again!" "Oh goody it's my turn... All this without a net. HOW'S THAT?!?!" Annet finished off letting Charlie break his voice through the chorusing people, "Supposed to jump to the left (and you step to the right) put your hands on your hips (and bring you knees inside).. it can drive you insane-ane-ane-ane-ane-aaaannne. LET'S DO THE TIME WARP AGAIN!" We finished all together with an almost atomic echo flying through the aditorium. I smiled at the people around me knowing that that was what our directer had wanted all along. All of us, covered in sweat, feet aching and stomachs lurching, throats hoarse, and heads blasting from the constant voices around us, had proved to every one of the onlookers in the theatre that we were the best in all of Arizona and would bring down the rest of the country if they stood in the way of our prize: To preform this wicked musical and many more in Russia with the help of family friends that conveniently were actors and ballat masters in said country. We knew we could make it but were not sure if we could get the help from the people we loved around us. I was sure as hell not going to have that stop me from preforming on to my dream and the revenged I planned to take on an old friend who deserved the sand pit not a royal palace.
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Fourteen hours of on-going practice on just one of four musicals we were to preform around the Southwestern part of the United States. While musicians and artists around Arizona's School of the Arts laid back in their dorms talking the latest gossip and eating Doritoes, I. Laura Miche, was planning my next move on how to munipluate the rulers of my society so I could charge forward to the place of my dreams of revenge. Even if I had to bring forty-six other preformers plus a short tempered womanizer along for the ride. I slid past said womanizer trying desperately to explain to our principal that his roomates stank too horribly for him to sleep and so he needed to be changed to a different, as I like to call them, cell. Charlie (the womanizer) and Mr.Cline (principle) smiled at me as I passed I returned their gestures with a nod still thinking hard about my next plan.
I stopped at the end of the hallway for just a fraction of a second to contemplate which way I should head next to reach my destination when, in that small amount of time, Charlie appeared at my side ranting about how he can never get adults to do anything in his favor. By the time he realised I was not listening we had reached the roof and I was racking my brain trying to remember which windows led to the secretery's office before I made my way down the wall useing the bricks that juted out of the vertical drop to my advantage. I smiled when I saw Charlie looking down at me dumbfounded while I menuvered myself over to the third window down and second over from the left. Finding the secretary's window I pulled out my platenum card gently sliding ender the window itself and pushing it against the curved lock that had been set that night. I smirked to myself thinking why any man would devise such an invention if it didn't keep out the people smart enough to become criminals and thieves.
The lock, soon was pushed all the way up by my card and was then easy to slide open with my sweaty palms. Checking below me for any late night teachers and above me for the bewildered Charlie I slid my slim body through the large two square foot window and once in checked for the last time above me and below me making sure to wave Charlie back to bed.I watched him leave shaking my head at his own bigheadedness and closed the window behind me. 'How I wish I could have lived the life of grandmother. In Chicago singing opera next to my famous grandfather the Flying Pianist.' I thought to myself stepping over the secretary's cat and then gracfully landing in a cushined chair in front of the centered desk.
Hearing footsteps outside I stiffened but soon they faded and I went back to the work at hand. I carefully searched every drawer in the ancient desk untill I found the letter to the treasurer.
With a look of scrutiny I replaced everything to the excact places as before leaving no trace of my visit and then went to lock the window once again.
I walked out of the room stealthily with a smile of a mad man on my face. With the power I could gain from all this crime I could bring myself to whatever hieghts I believed I could reach and disembowl any of my enemies along the way.