I stood alone in the dressing room, looking around thoughtfully. Painting was just an introduction, now we were getting started on the real thing. We'd begin blocking today, and I had nothing to do at the moment. The boys were out on stage rehearsing fight scenes, and nobody needed a Juliet standing around and getting in the way. I pulled my hand through my hair as I looked into the full-length mirror. I felt comfortable in the dressing room by myself, not as out of place as I did in the wings. As I did with Erica around.
I began to prowl through the rack of costumes, wondering to myself how I'd gotten into this mess. Yeah, I wanted to be an actress, and it was too late to go back now. I was terrified, I was stuck, I was-
I almost jumped out of my skin.
"Oh, it's you," I said, relieved at the sight of Mei's face. "I didn't know you were coming today."
"I'm not technically supposed to be here," she said, "Since I'm just a dancer. But I thought you might need me." She hopped up