it'd been a long day, practicing your lines over and over while trying to figure out a costume for your character. you've been reading the script over and over, memorizing your lines and cues. it was to the point you felt like you had the whole play memorized.

it's your free period, and you're sitting in the gym reading through your script again. you're brought out of your thoughts, however, when you hear a loud "WATCH OUT!"

without thinking, you duck your head, and a basketball flies over your head. a boy runs up to you, going after the basketball. "are you alright?" he asks, a frown on his face. then, he notices the script in your lap. "whatcha workin' on?"