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considered for that role, all right?” She smiled brightly and tapped the piece of paper that people had written their second choices on. I was desperate to mention about Hannah being my third choice but she’d clearly finished with me. “Cara, would you like to go up?”
    There was only one set of steps to the stage so Cara and I had to pass each other. I don’t know whether she was looking at me because I stared at the ground. My whole body was trembling, not with disappointment, but with anger. How was I supposed to know that the theatre stage was amplified? I’m not a mind-reader. Why did she tell us about the stage being bigger if she didn’t want us to project our voices? I felt like marching straight out of the hall, but I was too curious about Cara’s acting to leave without seeing it. Her friends were standing not far in front of me and I saw them whisper to each other behind their hands, and then turn round and look at me as though I was pathetic. Huh! How would they like it if I sniggered and smirked during their auditions. Some people are so mean.
    â€œWhen you’re ready.” I saw Miss Pritchard sit up straighter and lean forwards.
    I swallowed as Cara began. She didn’t have a script either and the words just seemed to dance out of her mouth without any effort. She was doing a different speech from the one I’d done. It was a bit where Amy was supposed to be practically laughing, and I had to admit it was clever the way Cara got the words out while seeming to laugh at the same time. Even so, it was a bit quiet. I could only just hear her from the back and she didn’t move around very much, just used her shoulders and head and eyes. Then suddenly she’d finished and the hall was filled with clapping. Everyone had burst into applause. Cara pretended to be embarrassed but then she practically skipped down the stairs and rushed over to her friends, who all patted her on the back and gave her hugs and told her how brilliant she was. Miss Pritchard was engrossed in writing on her notepad, so the room was full of chatter again.
    â€œPhew! Thank goodness that’s over!” said Cara, pretending to be exhausted as she smiled round at everyone. Her eyes caught mine and I saw a little mocking gleam in them.
    â€œAren’t you going to change your second choice to Susie Perkins, Georgie? I agree with Miss Pritchard, you’d be good at that.”
    One or two of her friends turned away as though they were trying to hide their amusement, and it suddenly struck me that Cara was being sarcastic. My blood boiled. She didn’t care about my feelings at all. She just wanted to put me down and make me look a fool.
    â€œNo way am I changing my second choice,” I said in a hiss. “Why would I want the stupid Susie Perkins part when I’m easily good enough for Amy? How was I supposed to know that the stage is amplified?” I snapped.
    She glared at me then. “Well no one else got up there and yelled out the words, did they?”
    The fury inside me was bubbling.
    â€œBut if the stage wasn’t amplified, they wouldn’t have been heard at the back.”
    Cara’s face turned into one big sneer then. “It’s not a pantomime, Georgie. It’s not all about loud voices and great big gestures, you know.” Then she tossed her stupid yellow curls and stalked off.
    So did I. Right out of the building.

Chapter Four

    All the way back to Hazeldean I talked myself into a red-hot temper. Great big gestures. Huh! What cheek! Cara made me sick. I did not do great big gestures… They were only small… Well okay, quite big, but that’s because you have to exaggerate things on the stage. It’s not like acting in a film. You can’t be subtle or the audience won’t get it. And why weren’t we told before about the stage being amplified? It’s not fair on the Year Sevens. And especially not fair on me. I