The gym was unexpectedly fully lit. The only lights were usually shined at the stage so the audience wouldn’t be in the dark about what was going on. The other actors and I were “back stage” which was really the corridor that leads to the gym lockers, my teacher and principal bragged to the crowd about a play they haven’t witnessed yet. Behind the scenes we were being very fidgety, bouncing on the balls of our feet, sharing occasional giggles. After all the testimonies ensuring our parents that the education the school offered was worth the hefty tuition fees, my teacher signaled for us to come onstage. Her swift hand motion switched on my worry. I knew what I was getting into when I signed up, but all the eyes following us made it feel real.
