Starring Jules (In Drama-rama) by Beth Ain

Author:Beth Ain
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: ebook, book
ISBN: 9781743435328
Publisher: Allen & Unwin
Published: 2013-08-23T04:00:00+00:00

“Hardly,” Jordana says over her phone. Then she puts it down at her side for the first time. “Anyway, you might be older than Sylvie, but you are younger than Sydney.”

“Middle child,” John McCarthy says. “I can handle it.” Then he nods big at my mom and they laugh, and I think I know what they are talking about but I’m not really sure, and none of it even matters because even though I am very afraid of Jordana and her phone and even though John McCarthy seems a little bit crazy . . .I KIND OF LOVE MY TV FAMILY.

We all sit down around a giganto table where there are scripts for each of us.

Jordana has the first line of the first episode. She says, “Sylvie, darling, would you mind getting me some tea?”

I think for a second that she is calling me Sylvie Darling, like Darling is my last name, and I am confused because I think our TV last name is Summers. Someone clears his throat and I snap out of it.

I am supposed to say, “How about you get your own tea, Sydney, darling?” which is something I would never really say in real life, and this makes the butterflies go flying around like crazy inside my body. I wish, wish, wish I could be Sylvie Darling — I mean Summers — instead of me.

I squeeze my rainbow-sweatband ball and say my line without stopping, but not with any sass because, well, because of the spaz situation. I am so worried that if I try to add any pizzazz at all, I will mess up, say a word wrong, or knock over someone’s tall icy drink. I think I am not doing a very good job, since they hired me for this show all because I spit out Swish Mouthwash all over the place and sang a jingle, and they probably were hoping I’d do more than just sit around a very big table and read.

We read through the lines very quickly, and people are making scribbling notes all over their scripts and flipping pages back and forth and all I am doing is concentrating on not getting anything wrong. It gets to be my turn again and next to my name there is a word in parentheses. It says, (sarcastically). I think my heart stops beating. Everyone is looking at me to say my line, but I don’t. I raise my hand instead, and everyone laughs a little bit. My mom looks over at me and nods a lot. She is always happy when I raise my hand.

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