To Be Different

Chapter 17

I take in a huge breathe and recite my script.
Confidence
Act!

I smile at the stunned cast and they surprise me with the gleeful applauses after I'm done.

From the corner of an eye, I don't miss Paul's look.

He's starring at me like he's trying to figure out exactly who I am.

I don't blame him.

No one really knows that side of mine.

When I'm determined to do something, I don't give up. I make the best out of it.

I hand the untouched script back to Paul's father. Our wonderful director.

"For only a week practice, you're doing really great Shirley."

He lifts his lips in an attempted smile. He's too busy to really smile but I don't mind.

When there's few people in the World that believe in you, the less you can do is appreciate them.

"Thank you sir. I will take my leave now!"

I walk away my anxiety returning once again.

I might have conquered my stage frights but that still doesn't stop me from being nervous around the two boys that have become a huge part of my messed up love life now.

From the corner of my eye, I see Paul making his way towards me.
I don't want him to talk to me. He's been trying really hard but I only rub him off.

I am stubborn to let him enter my life whenever he feels like it.

I take large steps in attempt to live fast but only end up tripping.

Shit.

Sadly or luckily whichever, I don't reach the ground.

There.

My heart speeds up for some funny reason as I recognize the scent.

He gently places me down and I slowly look into his eyes in annoyance.

My palms are sweating and rubbing them on my T-shirt isn't even helping.

"Omg! I'm so sorry!" I'm the first to talk breaking his silly grin.

"Why?" His voice is like music to my ears.

He sounded exactly like he was singing. I hate that he uses his beauty to get to me. I'm nervous everytime I talk to him.

I'm so stupid.

Stupid.

Stupid Jess Jessica.

"I . I don't know."

I don't look at him as I respond. He chuckles.

"What are your plans right now?"

I begin to cough.

I start coughing so bad that I nearly choke on my saliva.

He watches me amused before handing me a handkerchief.

A handkerchief!! For Pete's sake.

"I think water helps." I don't look back to know the owner of that bitter voice.

Paul hand's me the glass of water and I drink it all at once, my coughing fit disappearing finally.

Not caring about my previous coughing battle, Jace decides to resume his question..

"You free right now?"

"I was taking Jeffery to the Park but it's okay."

Ok that was a lie.