Chapter Twenty Three
“Who knows the founder of method acting?” Mrs. Belle asks the class.
It’s the Monday after the situation with Ivan and Viktor occurred, and I’m still slightly dazed from their behavior.
Auditions for the school play, “Heathers,” were the day after, so I was still distraught. I think I did pretty well, but not my best. Cast list goes up today after school, so I guess I’ll find out soon enough.
“Nova? Care to give it a shot?”
I look up from my notebook where I was doodling plot structures.
“Stanislavsky,” I answer.
Mrs. Belle raises her eyebrows in surprise and respect before moving on with the lesson on method acting.
“What are you thinking?” Viktor whispers to me.
“About Ivan’s whereabouts. I thought he was going to be joining my classes?”
“He’s busy furnishi
