i hate you

03

i ran down the stairs to get something to eat...but mostly to brag to vinnie about how i'm getting a call back.

"morning guys," i said happily.

"someone seems a little too happy..." reggie smiled as he pointed a spatula at me. he was making something that didn't smell good....he isn't exactly the best cook. i stopped breathing through my nose so i didn't have to smell the horrid fumes coming from the stove.

"it's better if you just didn't breathe at all," a voice whispered from behind me. "if you use your mouth it's kinda like you're eating it...but use your nose and you can smell that." the voice added. i turned around to see it was vinnie.

"nah, you just don't want me to breathe so i can pass out and die," i whisper.

"yeah, you're right." he said, not even denying the fact that he wants me dead. i walked into the living room, a safe distance from the kitchen so i didn't have to smell that stuff. i turned on the tv to the news. i opened my phone to see if i had gotten a call yet. even though i knew i was getting a call back, i was still nervous and freaking out hoping i would get the call. they promised.

"so, i'm assuming your audition went well?" vinnie asked from behind me. he had been looking at my phone. "considering you keep checking to see if you have any voicemails or missed calls," he said.

"okay, stop being a perv and following me around everywhere, and yes. the audition did go well. very well. they promised me a call back for round two." i said.

"there's more than two rounds?" he asked.

"i guess so..."

"can they even do that?"

"well, they just did, sooo...." i said in a bit of a rude way.

"well, my audition went amazing, thanks for asking." he said. "imagine we both get the lead...hat would that be like?" he asked.

"hell." i didn't hesitate to respond and basically said it before he could finish the last couple of words.

"damn. it's not like we have to touch each other...we're just friends in the show," he said. the show was about a girl, claire, who is from a mafia family. her father set up an arranged marriage with one of the biggest mafia bosses...under the age of 20. claire's father is abusive towards her and her brothers, and mother on occasion. claire wanted to get out of her house, but not to go into another mafia one, a normal one.

the two main characters despise each other...at least from the script i was given. they can't give us the entire thing because they never know who will get the part and if someone will leak the script. so we got a small portion of the first episode to practice for auditions.

"actually, i play your fiancé in the show. of course we have to touch." i said sarcastically.

"well from the script i was given, you hate me and i hate you." he said.

"you haven't seen the rest of the script."

"and you have?"

"i have acting experience, so i would know."

"and i don't?"

"no,"

"yes, i do, actually." he said bragging a bit. i rolled my eyes and got off of the couch.

"no, you don't. i know a good actor when i see it and you are not one." i say coldly. i'm starting to get pissed at him because weather i like it or not, there's a chance we could both get the lead.

"wow, i see how it is." he said as he hung his head low. he was just trying to get a reaction out of me, knowing i have a soft spot for everyone.

"sorry..." i whispered too quietly, on,y i could hear it. or so i thought.