Chapter 4I was as cool as a cucumber when I picked up Tim at his home that Fridaymorning. He looked amazing, as always. Tim kept a tan longer than any...neI'd ever known. He bounced into the car and handed me a toasted a bagelhis mom had prepared ror me. We talked about nothing in particular for afew minutes, until I mentioned the movie. "I can't wait to see it," Isaid. "It got pretty good reviews in the papers."Tim nodded, "Yeah, I heard the same thing. But I like all of Nick'smovies. He doesn't. I was now sure that I cannot escape the pull on my nipples even accidentally.I felt the intruder tying the rope in my ponytail to the X of the ankle and wrist cuff. There was a constant pull in my hair. I bent a bit to ease the pull on my nipples and it increased the pull on my head. I realized that the rope tied to my hair was also elastic. Now I can bend backward to ease the pain in my neck and increase the pain in my breast and nipples, or bent forward and ease pain in nipples but increase. I was OK with how she made her case for James. She kissed my nose, and then grinned.We talked about both Cosettes and Eponines, and who would be best as Jennifer’s understudy. The Lincoln High boys dominated the Marius and Enjolras discussions. We came to a conclusion on each of the major roles, and understudies. We would discuss everyone else after callbacks tomorrow.DAY TWO CALLBACKSNINE AM - LINCOLN HIGH SCHOOLWe arrived to find the orchestra waiting to be let in. I felt bad, but I am glad. In Grant, which consisted of fewer than ten houses hanging onto the down-slope side of the mountain road, the taxi stopped in front of a bungalow that looked cheery enough. Smoke was coming out of the chimney, and Charlotte could see a lighted Christmas tree through a front porch and a picture window. A Mrs. Claus look-alike by the name of Mrs. Maston greeted them at the door. Her elflike husband hovered behind her, moving chairs to try to make room in a small parlor that didn’t have any more.