I have always loved acting but acting has never loved me.In my head I was the protagonist of every Shakespearen act. However that was not my reality. I had to join the college drama community by hook or crook. That's when writing got into my mind. I started writing scripts for Annual intercollege drama competition. As if a succession of failures, my scripts never got selected until today of course. "Whoaa!! Is this some kind of prank? I need to talk to Ess" I abrupted.
I hopped into the shower finally feeling some control over my life. Odd things had happened and I didn't know what to expect next.
Ess had texted me to tell that she would be waiting in the canteen. I reached college and was walking in the hallway when Mr. Koay from Drama community called me from behind. I know its him because he pronunces my name wrong every time.
"Its Celeste Mr. Koay not Misty", Essie has told him for the third time one day. "But Misty is a beautiful name. It suits her", he had told her off. One couldn't argue with Koay firstly because he was too old to argue with and secondly because he wouldn't listen.
"You can call her Vanyaa aswell Mr.Koay", said a voice and then chuckled. My eyes went wide and tounge went dry. I knew that voice but what was he doing in my college?
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