Chapter 15
I make my way to the audotium and push open the heavy door. I'm greeted with the musky scent that reeks off the stained carpet.
My eyes scan the empty seats and the sage. They're numerous people there, parading around while one older man shouts orders at everyone.
It's complete chaos in other words.
I start down the long aisle and I notice a few familiars faces from my classes. They don't bother to pay attention to me. They're too absorbed in their lines and what the older man says. Once I'm close enough, I realize the old man is Mr. Taylor. He's the one who taught music class and ran the drama club.
I never had a class with him, but I heard a lot about him. How he was insane with perfection. He had even screamed at a girl who messed up a note at the schools annual Christmas show. The girl cried, long story short. She went as far to transfer out as well. Not that I blame her.