Envious // Leo Howard

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*Slight emotional abuse*

It was around 9:00pm when I finally emerged from my room for the first time since I returned home from set. I received my script and schedule outline, but that was pretty much it. I got to know the cast a little more, but ultimately left after about an hour. I've been double texting Liv and Leo since I returned home, getting to know them both. I'd say my dream to become Liv's best friend is coming true, and not only that, but, Leo and I are also becoming great friends.

Anyway, I walked downstairs for a snack and a bottled water. As I was enjoying my cookie, Nicole decided to pounce on the fact I was eating junk food, yet she does it all the time. "Oh look, you're eating a cookie. Too bad it'll go straight to your belly. It's not exactly appealing, hon," Nicole taunted in a sugar sweet voice.

"My belly's flat and guarded with an six pack hon," I mocked. "A little cookie won't hurt. It's not like I'm eating muffin after muffin like someone."

"How dare you," Nicole gasped. "Mom! Aunt Kristy! Sasha told me I'm a fattie!"

"Sasha Victoria Clearwater! What have I done wrong raising you?" my mother's shrill voice came as she entered the kitchen.

"Nothing it's just-" I was cut off by my phone ringing with the name 'Livvy' written across the screen. She wanted to FaceTime.

"Who is that?" Nicole demanded.

"No one," I assured. It's no one my ass. Olivia Holt is calling me! And I'm making a friendship with her. I'm not letting Nicole ruin my chances making friends with the cast like she did with my other so called friends.

"Give me that!" Nicole grunted as she took my phone.

"Hey!" I glared, grabbing my phone back.

"Who's Livvy?" Nicole asked.

"None of your business," I replied before running upstairs, slamming and locking my door so I could FaceTime with Liv peacefully.

"Sasha open this door right now!" my mother's stern voice escaped from the door. She banged on the door with her fist. "Young lady, open this door and apologize to your cousin! She is not a fattie, you are!"

"I did gymnastics since I was 4, and I did karate since I was 6! I eat healthy all the damn time and I workout daily! If I eat a little cookie how does that make me a fattie? Have you seen what Nicole eats? She eats a burger a day, stuffs muffins in her mouth like there's no tomorrow, and sits around on the couch all day! She doesn't have a six pack or a flat stomach! She has flabby arms, legs, and abdomen! So don't come at me and say I'm the fattie!" I snapped.

"Sasha Victoria Clearwater, don't you dare use that vulgar language to me! Nicole is not flabby! And you will never be like her! If that's too much to register than maybe you're dumber than I thought you were!" my mother screamed at me. Holy shit, that hurts. "If I hear you've been calling Nicole flabby or fattie again, I'm taking your phone away for a whole month!" I heard three pairs of feet walk away from my door. My phone stopped ringing only a minute prior, but I, of course, called Liv up again.

"Hey! So, I was thinking, since Quinn is the badass type- are you ok?" Liv immediately spoke after picking up. She must've noticed my slightly distraught look because she started bombarding me with questions.

"I'm fine, Liv. Just a little tired. But not tired enough to avoid the topic of Quinn's fashion. Lay it on me," I beamed as I conversed with Liv. If there's one person who could make me feel better, it's Liv.

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"Alright gang, welcome to the first table read with Ms. Clearwater," Jim clapped making everyone else clap. Everyone also looked at me with big welcoming smiles. I blushed lightly at the attention, but returned the smile anyway. I was sat between Liv and Leo, one, because I'm most comfortable with them, and two, that's where my assigned seat was. "So, normally for a table read, we read through it once at the beginning of the day, you memorize your lines throughout the day using your own method, then we do another table read at the end of the day. Let's get to it people! Jack, you start in the dojo, punching a dummy doing some basic karate moves. Kim walks in with Quinn's arm looped in her own. And go!"

"Hey guys! This is my cousin from Massachusetts. Her name is Quinn," Liv read as Kim.

"Jack finally looks away from the dummy, his eyes widening at the sight of Quinn."

"Hi guys! How are y'all?" I read as Quinn. I like all the slang Quinn uses in the episode. Yes, I read through it at home, deal with it.

"Jack trips on his way towards Quinn, making her laugh."

"Hey- hi- uh- what's up Quinn?" Leo stuttered as Jack. So on and so forth. The rest of the table read went on smoothly. When we parted ways, me and Liv decided to team up and memorize our lines together. Leo and Mateo along with Jason and Dylan did the same. You might be wondering what I mean by 'team up'. Well, apparently, to make memorizing lines a little more fun, the cast breaks off into pairs and whoever can finish memorizing their lines first gets to dare the losing pair, or the pair that memorizes the lines last. If you refused to do the dare, you had to post an embarrassing picture of you on Instagram. I don't even have Instagram so....

Me and Liv spent most of our time rereading through our lines, like we were supposed to, but always ended up sidetracking. That, of course, landed us in last place. Leo and Mateo ended up 'winning', so they were to give us a dare. Mateo would dare Liv while Leo would dare me. "Liv, I dare you to mess with Leo's hair," Mateo smirked. What's so challenging about that? I did it yesterday.

"No way! You know how he gets when other people touch his hair! Quite frankly I'm surprised he let Sasha touch it," Liv exclaimed.

"It's either that or you have to post an embarrassing picture on Instagram," Mateo shrugged. Liv huffed before walking up to Leo, who was a couple meters away, ruffling his hair the way I did, before sprinting away. Leo angrily ran after her, screaming profanities. Once he returned with a soaked Liv, he seemed to have calmed down.

"I can't believe you poured water over my head!" Liv huffed, leaving the scene to change into dry clothes.

"What's my dare?" I sighed after collecting my small laughs.

"Hm," Leo hummed thoughtfully. "I dare you to kiss me."