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"Alright, which one of you is going to come to hell with me for the next few months?" asked Zari as she dropped a stack of fliers onto the table her friends were sitting at.
The "Legends", as they called themselves were all relaxing after school in the library, their usual hangout spot.
"The school play?" asked Ray as he picked up one of the pink sheets of paper.
"Yes." replied Zari "I was elected against my will to be the tech manager person or whatever for the show. This means, I have no choice but to be a part of this lame-ass excuse for a performance."
"Well, of course you were selected to run the special effects and stuff! You're really good at that kind of thing." Said Amaya, causing Zari to blush.
It was true. Zari was probably the best 'computer person' in the school. When she wasn't using her talents to hack the bell schedule for Starling City High, she could do amazing things. Not to mention, she was still the new kid, so the administration trusted her enough to let her be in charge.
"I'm going to back out of this unless one of you auditions." Zari warned as she crossed her arms and gave her friends the most convincing pout she could muster.
"I don't do plays." grumbled Mick, which, was fair and most certainly expected coming from him.
Not wanting to make her friend feel bad, Amaya picked up a form and looked at it."Maybe I'll do stage crew.” she said.
Nate looked at Zari who was still pouting and he sighed before picking up a flier "Yeah, why not."
"If he's in, I'm in." shrugged Ray as he gave Nate a high five before skimming the pink paper in his hand.
Zari turned to Sara who had been awfully quiet "Sara? What do you think?"
"What play are they even doing this year, because I swear to god if it's Shrek the musical, I am going to-"
"It's Peter Pan." interrupted Nate.
Sara cocked an eyebrow at Zari. "Peter Pan?" repeated the blonde.
"Most background parts involve carrying a weapon, and there's at least one fight scene." offered the hacker in a final attempt to sway her friend's opinion.
Sara flashed the tiniest of smiles before slowly reaching over and grabbing a flier "I guess I'm in. This'll be one legendary play."
"Yes!" exclaimed Zari, pumping a fist in the air "You won't regret this! Well, never mind, you probably will regret this, but we'll cross that bridge when we get there."
Amaya smiled and shook her head at her best friend’s excitement “Let’s just sail to Neverland or whatever and get this over with.”
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After that day in the library, the school play became just another thing. The world kept turning and everyone continued their lives normally.
A few days after Sara had agreed to audition for the play, she tiredly walked into the locker room for sixth period gym, just as she would any other Monday.
She blindly turned the combination lock on her gym locker, but when she opened it up, she was greeted with... well, nothing.
"Shit!" the blonde exclaimed aloud, slamming the small locker door to emphasize her frustration. "I left my gym uniform in my hall locker! If I get caught not wearing it again this semester, I might as well just say goodbye to my gym grade."
Kendra, who may have parted ways with the Legends but was still friends with Sara, turned to her.
"Sara, don't risk it. You have 45 seconds until the bell rings, and your locker is on the other side of the school. If I were you, I'd probably just borrow somebody's spare-" she started, but before Kendra could finish her sentence, Sara had already gone sprinting out of the locker room and down the hall.
She had made it about halfway to her locker when the bell rung, Sara slowed her pace because her mission was no longer 'Run' her mission was now 'don't get caught without a hall pass.'
She passed the teacher's lounge and saw Principal Hunter. The blonde covered her face with her hand as she sped up past the door and continued on her way.
By the time Sara had successfully retrieved her gym uniform, she was only 30 seconds after the bell. She turned to go back the way she had come, but stopped when she remembered that passing by Principal Hunter again was too risky.
She turned on her heel and started speeding down another hallway. She knew a thing or two about breaking the rules, and she was in no way new at the whole 'running into class after the bell' thing, so Sara was able to dash through the tile halls without making a sound. Sara was so wrapped up in her own thoughts that she didn't notice anyone else in the hallway.
That is, until she ran directly into one of the student hall monitors.
Sara closed her eyes and hoped that maybe, just maybe, this wasn't the one person she thought it was. Perhaps it would be that dorky clumsy one who usually let her go after she flashed him a threatening glare (what was his name again? Larry? Gary?)
"Miss Lance. What is it this time? Skipping class? Running in the halls? Or are you simply just head-butting me for the fun of it?" asked that condescending, authoritative tone that drove Sara absolutely insane.
The blonde looked up, and to her disappointment, she found herself face to face with Ava Sharpe.
"I was just getting my gym uniform." explained Sara. She didn't have time to argue, or even banter for that matter because there was only so much time until someone realized Sara was missing.
"Do you have a hall pass?"
Sara tilted her head "Ava, I feel offended that you even need to ask at this point in our acquaintanceship."
The taller woman didn't accept that as an answer, so she narrowed her eyes, prompting Sara to continue.
Sara sighed "What do you think?"
"I think you're in the halls during class without permission." said Ava as she reached into her pocket and pulled out her yellow citation sheet.
"C'mon, Ava. I had a good reason this time."
"Maybe you did, but either way, you're not getting out of this one."
"You're in the hallway too." Sara pointed out.
"It's my free period. I'm supposed to be on hall duty for the first half of class until Gary can take over."
Gary! That was his name!
Sara threw her arms up in the air in a fit of annoyance and the pink audition form she had picked up from Zari days ago fell out of her jacket pocket and onto the ground.
Ava furrowed her eyebrows and pointed at the sheet. "You're auditioning?"
"I don't owe you an answer to that, but yes."
"You know that the hardcore theatre kids are the only ones that get the good parts, right?"
"And I assume that you're one of those kids?"
"Yeah, I am."
"Good to know." the blonde replied sarcastically "Are you auditioning?"
"As a matter of fact, yes." replied Ava.
It was silent for a moment.
"Are you going to write me a citation or are you just going to keep me in the hall until I'm officially marked late to class?"
Ava considered "Maybe. Depends if I feel like it."
Sara folded her arms. "Look, we both know that I have no problem stripping and putting my gym clothes on right here in this hallway, so you might as well just let me go."
Ava felt herself blushing so she gave in and ended the conversation. "Just, go. I have better things to do than... this."
Sara smiled her signature cocky grin and walked on past Ava before stopping and turning around.
"Good luck on your audition." she said in an attempt to get the hall monitor worked up. For some reason, Sara just couldn't resist picking fights with her.
"You too." replied Ava. "You're gonna need it." she added.
Sara made it back into the locker room three whole minutes after the bell, and miraculously, she got off clean without anyone noticing her absence.
"Did you get caught?" asked Kendra once Sara had changed.
"You could say that. Hey, do you think I have a chance of landing a good role in the play?"
"I thought you didn't care."
"Well, I care now and I want a lead role so that I can rub it in Ava's face."
Kendra smiled and shook her head at her ambitious friend "I mean, you could probably do it."
Sara nodded "That's all I needed to hear.