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🎭 AUDITIONS FOR ROMEO & JULIET 🎭
Join us for an unforgettable production of Shakespeare’s timeless tragedy, Romeo and Juliet!
We’re looking for talented and passionate students to take on the lead and supporting roles in this classic play. Whether you’re an experienced actor or a first-timer, we welcome all who are eager to perform and bring this heart-wrenching love story to life.
Audition Details:
Date: 25th August
Time: 3 pm
Location: The Theater Club
Sign-up: Please register on the Theater Club board by this Tuesday. Walk-ins welcome!
Roles Available:
• Romeo Montague: The passionate, impulsive lover who defies his family for Juliet.
• Juliet Capulet: The young, idealistic heroine who falls in love with Romeo against all odds.
• Mercutio: The witty, charismatic friend of Romeo, whose loyalty is unwavering.
• Tybalt Capulet: The fiery cousin of Juliet who has a strong hatred for the Montagues.
• The Nurse: Juliet’s nurturing confidant who secretly helps her with Romeo.
• Friar Laurence: The kind-hearted priest who secretly marries Romeo and Juliet.
• And more!
Please come prepared to read from the script. You may be asked to perform a short monologue or do a cold read from one of the scenes.
The school cafeteria was buzzing with chatter as students filled the long tables, each one trying to make the most of their lunch break. Goh, ever the creature of habit, had found a quiet spot near the window. He sat alone with his lunch, quietly picking at his meal as he mentally reviewed his research notes on emotional dynamics. After all, there was a new semester ahead, and he needed to stay focused.
His peace was short-lived.
Chloe suddenly plopped down across from him, slamming a flyer onto his plate with a resounding thwack. Goh recoiled slightly, his eyes narrowing at the paper that now rested awkwardly atop his lunch.
“Here it is,” Chloe said with a grin, her voice bubbling with excitement. “The audition notice for Romeo and Juliet.”
Goh sighed, gently pushing the flyer off his plate with the tip of his fingers, wrinkling his nose slightly as the paper brushed against his food. “Really? On my lunch?” he muttered under his breath, though he couldn’t suppress a small, amused smile.
Chloe didn’t seem to notice his annoyance as she continued, eyes alight with enthusiasm. “Like I told you guys before, I want to try something new this year. So, I’m auditioning for Juliet!”
Goh glanced at the flyer, which read Auditions for Romeo and Juliet. He didn’t know much about acting, but Romeo and Juliet was a classic—famous, dramatic, and, honestly, a little too emotional for his taste. He didn’t really see how any of this was relevant to his carefully planned lunch break.
Chloe leaned forward, grinning. “What do you think? I think I’d be great as Juliet. Don’t you?”
Before Goh could reply, Ash suddenly slid into the seat next to Chloe, leaning over to see what was going on. “What’s this? You’re auditioning for the play?” He raised an eyebrow and then smirked. “I can see it. Whatever role you cast, you’d totally pull it off.”
Goh shook his head, watching as Chloe’s face lit up. It was clear she was enjoying the attention. But Goh wasn’t entirely sure he wanted to be part of this drama, and he wasn’t talking about the play.
“Yeah, maybe,” Goh muttered, giving Chloe a half-hearted smile. He finally returned his attention to his meal.
But Chloe wasn’t finished. “I’m even thinking of getting Ash to audition for Romeo!” She gave Ash a teasing look, obviously enjoying the idea of roping him in.
Ash chuckled and raised his hands in mock protest. “Me? Romeo? I’ve got other plans, thanks.” He sat back, grinning at them both. “I’m joining the Pokémon Battle Club this semester. I heard they’re serious about combining science and strategy in battles. It’s exactly what I’ve been looking for.”
Chloe raised an eyebrow. “The Battle Club? I thought you’d be more interested in something… well, dramatic.” She gave a playful eye-roll. “You know, like Romeo and Juliet.”
Ash shrugged with a grin. “I like a little drama, but with Pokémon. I need to focus on strategy, not just emotions.”
Goh absentmindedly poked at his food, his mind drifting away from the lively chatter around him. Chloe and Ash were talking about the upcoming semester with excitement, but Goh’s thoughts kept wandering back to something from the summer—a memory that had only become more vivid as the school year started.
It had been just a week ago, at the summer fair, a loud and colorful event full of games and festivities. But what stood out to Goh was the Pokémon battle tournament. Ash had entered, of course. He was always up for a challenge, always eager to chase his dreams.
Goh had watched from the sidelines as Ash faced off against a skilled opponent. His heart had been in his throat the entire time, but when Ash pulled off a brilliant move with Pikachu, it was over. Ash had won.
And in that moment, when Ash stood there, grinning with that bright, unshakeable confidence of his, Goh couldn’t help but feel something deep in his chest. Ash had been so happy, so proud of his victory even thought it had been just a small tournament in town. He had talked about his dream of becoming a Pokémon Master with a fire in his eyes that Goh couldn’t help but admire.
How does he do it? Goh thought, reflecting on the way Ash always seemed so sure of himself. So full of energy and confidence, like nothing could stop him. Goh had always looked up to him in some way, but now, as the days passed, that admiration seemed to grow. It wasn’t just admiration anymore.
The thought lingered in Goh’s mind, making his heart beat faster, though he quickly shook it away. This wasn’t the time for such thoughts.
“Goh?”
He blinked, snapped back to reality, and realized that Chloe was looking at him with a raised eyebrow. She had been talking, but he hadn’t heard a word.
“Did you even listen to me?” Chloe asked, a teasing edge to her voice.
Goh blinked again, confused. “Huh?”
Chloe sighed dramatically. “I asked, what do you want to do this semester?”
Ash suddenly grinned. “Why are you smiling so much anyway?”
Goh flushed, his face turning red as he quickly tried to compose himself. “I’m not smiling,” he muttered, his eyes darting away from both of them. He focused on his food, pretending that the heat creeping up his neck wasn’t from his thoughts about Ash, or the way his smile seemed to linger in his mind.
Chloe, sensing his awkwardness, raised an eyebrow. “Really? You looked like you were thinking about something… or someone.” She smirked, clearly enjoying the discomfort she was causing.
Goh quickly changed the subject, still feeling a little flustered. “I, uh… I don’t know. I was thinking about research, actually.”
Chloe rolled her eyes. “Of course you were. But seriously, what do you want to do this semester? The theater club isn’t all about emotions, you know. They’re about performance. And I know you have a bit of a knack for acting, even if you won’t admit it.”
Ash leaned back in his seat, eyes glinting with mischief. “But the Battle Club’s where the real action is, right? I mean, I’m all about the Pokémon battles.”
She tapped the edge of the flyer for Romeo and Juliet on the table, clearly waiting for his response. “You can’t just hide behind your research forever.”
Ash leaned in, grinning. “Yeah, Goh. You’re not going to research your way out of this one.” He glanced at the flyer. “From what I heard the Pokémon Battle Club take things seriously there—using strategy, physics, all that. It sounds right up your alley.”
Chloe raised her eyebrows. “Pokémon again? Really? Come on, you’re not going to get swept away in that, are you? You should try something new—like Juliet. I can totally see you acting.”
Goh pushed the flyer aside and sighed, his thoughts momentarily drifting to Ash’s recent focus on the Battle Club. He could see it in Ash’s eyes—the same ambition that had burned bright when he won that battle. Meanwhile, Chloe was also caught up in the idea of the new activities; turning the letters into a performance, stepping out of her comfort zone.
“I’m not sure,” Goh said quietly.
Chloe leaned forward, her voice taking on a playful yet persuasive tone. “But Goh, think about it! The theater is about performance, expression, and art! You’ve got to admit, you’d make a great Mercutio. You’re already a natural with sarcasm.”
Ash chuckled, nudging Goh’s shoulder. “Or you could learn some battle strategy from me while we’re at the Battle Club. You’re all about the logic, right? It’d be perfect for you.”
Goh gave them both a small smile but quickly turned his attention back to his plate, unable to shake the tension in his chest. He could see their points, but it felt like they were pushing him to pick something. He didn’t want to disappoint either of them, but the truth was, he wasn’t sure what to choose.
“I’ll think about it,” Goh said, his voice quiet but firm.
Goh’s thoughts were interrupted again as his gaze shifted across the cafeteria. For a split second, his eyes locked with a pair of familiar ones—Holly.
And beside her was Lila.
The memory of the summer camp—the unexpected tension, the poisonous bite of words and actions—flashed across Goh’s mind. His heart skipped, a cold feeling washing over him as he remembered how Holly had made him feel those days. The disturbing, uncomfortable encounter still lingered. He had tried to bury it, but now, seeing her again, it all came rushing back.
Goh stiffened, suddenly feeling a chill run down his spine. He quickly turned his attention back to his lunch, trying to compose himself and ignore the feeling in his chest.
Chloe, noticing his shift in mood, followed Goh’s eyes across the room. Ash did the same, his expression softening slightly as he sighed. “Don’t mind her,” Ash muttered, shaking his head. “She’s not worth it.”
Goh didn’t respond, but his fingers gripped his fork tighter, as if focusing on the simple action of eating would help him push down the unease. He didn’t want to let Holly get to him, but it wasn’t that simple. The words from summer camp echoed in his mind, making it hard to stay calm.
Chloe, on the other hand, seemed unbothered. Her tone was casual, but there was a subtle hint of tension in her voice as she glanced at Lila. “That’s another thing,” she said. “Lila’s in the theater club. And she’s… really good. Like, really good.”
Ash raised an eyebrow. “Good, as in, always gets the lead parts good?”
Chloe nodded, her gaze lingering on Lila. “Exactly. She’s beautiful, naturally talented… It’s like she was born for the stage. I don’t know how I’m supposed to compete with that.”
Goh could hear the uncertainty in Chloe’s voice, a vulnerability that he wasn’t used to hearing. Chloe, always confident and self-assured, was worried about Lila? It made sense, though. If Lila was as talented as Chloe made her out to be, the odds seemed stacked in her favor. He could see it in the way Chloe spoke—Lila’s natural grace and beauty, the effortless way she commanded attention, made it hard for anyone else to get noticed.
Ash seemed to notice Chloe’s discomfort too. “Well, it doesn’t hurt to try, right? You don’t know what’ll happen until you audition.”
Chloe gave a small, forced smile, but it didn’t quite reach her eyes. “Yeah, I guess. But with someone like Lila in the running… it feels a little… impossible.”
Goh watched her closely, his mind swirling. He wasn’t part of the theater club, and he didn’t know what it felt like to be in that kind of competition, but he could feel the weight of it in Chloe’s words. Lila was a tough competitor, and it seemed like her presence might make this whole thing harder for Chloe than she had expected.
“I’m sure you’ll do great, Chloe,” Goh said quietly, trying to offer some comfort. “You’ve got the passion for it, and that matters more than anything.”
Chloe glanced up at him, her smile a bit more genuine this time. “Thanks, Goh. I really hope so.”
Goh returned her smile, but inside, he couldn’t shake the feeling that this semester would be full of more challenges than any of them had anticipated.