Audition Four: The Bully

Today, the Talent Agency Called.  Huzzah! Darling Boy's photo is finally up on their website, and they are sending him on an audition at 9 AM TOMORROW (which by the way, is During School and also During a Time that Neither His Father Nor His Mother can make sure he Gets There).   This audition is for a small part as A Bully in a local television series.

If you knew DB, you would know that he is the farthest thing from a Bully there ever was.  Ever.  He's never been very big and he's not very - lurchy, I guess is how you'd say it, and he's a really nice kid.  He also is a soft hearted guy.  When he was little, I took him to see one of the Harry Potter movies - the one where Cedric Diggory gets killed.  He was about what, 8?  It just KILLED him.  

This is the kid who, like his mother, tears up when happy, sad, or angry.  He hates it and doesn't want you to see it, not to mentioned TALK to him about it.  He's a kind kid who has been known to tell the School Bully to lay off the kid who's kindof weird.  But he's not a suck up and he certainly doesn't always tell me what he's doing.   If he DOES tell me, he usually prefaces it with "Now, don't get all upset.." which of course, makes me a) defensive, b) suspicious and c) sortof upset but then paradoxed so I can't BE upset - at least not outwardly.  He is in the ninth grade and is in high school.  He loves it.  He has made friends with these older boys who, as I learned recently, take him in their car and they all go out for lunch.   I learned this and of course, peppered him with questions, e.g. "Whoaretheseboyswhataretheirnamesdidyouwearseatbeltsdon'tlietomeaboutthatwhopaidwheredidyougo?" and on and on.   He was all smiley- reassurances that these are "Good Boys, mom, they are the President and Vice President of Choir!"

I went to Parent Teacher Conference and asked the Choir Teacher about them.  They are good boys. Phew.

So how can my DB play a bully?  The Talent Agency thinks he's a "good actor - he'll be perfect for it."

I am to make him look like someone from the 1960's.  I think I will wet his hair back and put him in a white tee shirt and jeans.

Bully? Hmm.   As he reminds me, "I'm gonna go on a hundred of these before I ever get anything, Mom, so just Chill."  (I didn't think I was acting "UnChill.")

Maybe I'll push him around a little when he gets home from Ballet Class, just to get him in the Bully Mood. Heh.