Green Redemption?

For those of you who are following the Drama Class soap-opera-esque storyline, there has been a new development! (And if you haven't, you will probably be super confused so read about it here.)

I've been managing to blend into my drama class pretty well, even making a few friends and such, and so far keeping off the panic attacks that come from the thought of performing in front of a crowd. (which I have to do next week, kill me.)

i approve this message as it applies to drama class.

Last night, we had a substitute teacher because our professor was sick. Things were going well, even though she called on me to come up and showcase a drama technique. Luckily, it was miming. So all I had to do was sit on the floor in front of the class and pretend to be hiding behind a gravestone. (I know. weird.)

But then, half-way through the night, she began talking about the whole color scheme thing. I guess it's a drama-teacher obsession, because she was all into the colors too.

And then I heard the words slip out of her mouth: "Is anyone in here a GREEN?"

I felt all eyes turn to me. My heart began racing and my face grew a little hot. It was at this moment that I realized I was wearing a green sweatshirt. DANGIT.

I raised my hand. "I am!" So much for everyone forgetting about that horrific first day.

The substitute professor said, "So am I! I'm so green it's not even funny. So I get ya girl. What did you think when you were taking that test?"

I weighed my options: honesty? or brown-nosing?

Honesty: "I was pretty skeptical. And I thought it was dumb."

She said, "Yup. You're a green!"

So now, I'm just more confused. But I feel like I am pretty tired of being labeled a green. Although at least this time the professor was on my side instead of telling the whole class that I was a social leper, and my classmates don't really hate me.

But still,

Wednesday nights will be the death of me.