MONDAY, MARCH 2, 2009

nothing has changed
and yet everything has

It had been almost eight years since Liberty had been in this theatre. She'd done her senior project here, and she'd done well enough, even if she hadn't had her life together at the time. She stood among the half built set and wondered if she could even pull this thing off. She was coming into a show that already had a concept, and she had to work with kids that she barely knew...

Everytime she thought about this, it seemed more impossible. The plan had been to take a semester off and come back home before going back to New York to start her real career. She wasn't supposed to stay in this little town forever. Besides, no one respected her here. They still saw her as the slacker kid that she was in high school and college. Not that she had done much to prove them otherwise.

The brunette plopped down on stage and closed her eyes, trying to put her thoughts together. She told herself that she could do this. After all, they were academy kids, they hardly even needed her help to pull this off. She could just sit back and let them do it really... Her mind wandered back to New York. Where she should be. Home. Damn, this was going to be hard. She wasn't supposed to be here.

nothing has changed
and yet everything has

[[ OOC: She's onstage silly.=P ]]

Caught up in her own thoughts, Liberty didn't notice at first when Michael Dinst came in the stage door. Truthfully she didn't notice him until he did a little bit of a dance number out of the blue. She couldn't help but smile a bit as she watched him. The kid had talent, that much was certain.

He looked so much like his brother that it wasn't even funny. Liberty sighed, and that was when he noticed her. Their eyes met and luckily for her, he was the one who fumbled out something to say.

"Uhm... Hey there, Ms. Klien. Sorry to... disturb you."

Shaking her head, Liberty stood up. "No, it's fine. Shouldn't you be in class or something though?" She asked, even though she knew it was lunch time for the school perfectly well. She was trying to keep from venting her frustrations on the poor kid. After all, it wasn't his fault that she was stuck in this town. It was her own really.

And it also wasn't his fault that he looked like Ike, she reminded herself. She pushed that thought out of her head though, telling herself that it had nothing to do with anything at all. Inside she knew that was just a lie though. Kind of like how she'd said she love to take this job. Things were supposed to be coming together for her, and somehow they just weren't.

nothing has changed
and yet everything has

Her comment met nothing but a biting sarcasm from Michael, and Liberty felt herself recoil without even meaning to.

"Shouldn't you be working on your vision for the show? As far as director's notes go, we haven't really gotten any lately. You could work on them instead of, say, daydreaming on stage."

Jeez, how many kids would say something like that to a teacher? Well, he is Jordan's little brother after all. And he would have. A little voice in the back of her head piped up. She pushed it aside as she stood up from where she was sitting on the stage.

"I don't see how that's your business." She managed, biting her tongue. There were other things that longed to slip out, but she knew that it wasn't appropriate to say them. She was supposed to be the adult here, she tried to remind herself.

It was hard to act like an adult when your teenage self kept trying to break through to the surface and make snarky comments.