Looking back, I have a hard time figuring out how we got here. It was so crazy back then… I don't know how we didn't all kill each other before the year was out, but we managed. I'm sure you're all wondering what I'm talking about, and I suppose I did get ahead of myself. I'm Ana. It's short for Analise. I love my name, but it's too… formal, I guess would be the word. So Josh – the best person a girl could have for a friend – decided to shorten it back in 3rd grade. That was before. Before high school, before love, and, most importantly, before the auditions.
"Josh! Put me down!" Ana screeched as Josh tossed her over his shoulder and carried her into the house. "This is not funny, Josh! I swear if you don't put me down right now, in rehearsals tonight, my knee is going to slip after one of the lifts… Oof!"
Ana hit the couch, unceremoniously being plopped down. The others snickered their way into the room. "Yeah, laugh it up. Madame Reynolds owes me a favor – we'll see who's laughin