It's Showtime!

Chapter 3

All week, Remy has been mentioning that there was no tech in drama. Virgil has had enough.

Everyone was eating under the tree and Remy looked at Virgil like he always did.

"Y'know, there's no tech-" Remy started.

"Fine! I'll do it! Just shut up already." Virgil said.

"Works every time," Remy said and put his hand out. Emile sighed and handed him 20.

"You betted on me?"

"Of course."

"You're such an idiot."

"Am not!"

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They got to the theatre and stage and went backstage. Virgil looked around and at the equipment. He saw the controls. He walked over and opened underneath to look at the wires. Everything was out of order.

"Hey, Mr. Sanders, I think I found our new tech," Remy said to the teacher.

"Oh really? Where are they?" He asked.

"He's over there." Remy gestured over to the controls to see that Virgil was re-arranging the wires.

"Um, what is he doing?"

"I don't know. Virgil, you're going to hurt yourself." Remy called over to him.

"No, I'm not!" Virgil called back. He finished organizing the wires and closed the box. He brushed his hands off and stood up. "Geez, this is supposed to be a theatre, but you guys can't organize anything..."

"Anyways... Virgil, this is Mr. Sanders."

"'Sup," Virgil said and looked at the lights. "Why is it so bright in here?"

He flipped a switch and a few lights turned off.

"That's better."

"Well, you obviously know a lot about this. Would you consider joining the crew here?"

"Sure."

"Great! I'll give you until Monday to think about it, okay?" Mr. Sanders asked.

Virgil nodded.