Charlette heard the door open, and wished she could hide herself. She just now realized that she would have to face them all, after what she did to them. Still, the drama club rushed in without a care in the world, laughing and chatting. Henry yelled out to Charlette, “Wow, nice house. You even gave some refreshments… thanks a lot.” The girls were wasting no time though, once all the boys were in the door was shut and bolted and they slunk into the shadows, waiting for the perfect time to announce the party.

Henry looked at Charlette suspiciously, “Why are you wearing a maids outfit… and a leash?” Charlette couldn’t lookat Henry, she kept her head low. She couldn’t think of a decent answer and couldn’t face telling him outright what was about to happen. All she could manage was,

“I am sorry.”

Henry, showing his obliviousness again, assumed Charlette was apologizing for the fashion mistake and decided to arrange the club, “Right now, let’s get rehearsals underway! Charlette, you will be playing Willy’s lover.”

Charlette had no idea what Death of a salesman was even about. Fortunately… it didn’t matter. It looked like she wasn’t going to get to play her role as she heard screaming come from some of the lads and panic. Tira was stood triumphantly with her hands on her hips, “Rehearsals… that sounds great. Mind if we watch?”