Peyton pov:
It has been a couple weeks now and I was healed up and looking better. Those jock dickwads kept trying to fuck with me but either my friends or I wouldn't let them get too far with it.
Projects and homework were being handed out more regularly making it fun being paired up with some weirdos or my own friends. We had the block party coming up in 3 days making us work harder on our sets.
Turns out they mostly want covers of songs played which was fine cause she promised we can play our songs or songs we wanted towards the end.
Shutting my locker I pull out a basic notebook and head for theater class, hoping to see something interesting today. Getting inside I take my seat in the back row near Fallon, we don't talk or more so, don't talk friendly.
She's mean to me, she cusses me out, constantly flips me off, or even plays stupid pranks on me. Those mostly consisted of pouring some drink on me, locking me out of my locker, or even hiding gross things inside of said locker. Last week she had a confetti cannon that shot glitter inside my locker… It took days to get sparkly pink glitter out of my clothes.
She eyed me and took a sip of her coffee, she always seemed to pay attention most in this class.
"You're wearing that today?" Her voice monotone, eyes never leaving the stage.
"Yeah?" I looked at my regular hipster grunge clothes, most I thrifted from somewhere.
"Yikes." She smirked.
God she's mean… but she's also really hot… and has a boyfriend…
The teacher comes in a few moments later, all smiles and always happy, it made Fallon scoff and fake a gag.
"We have our first play of the year!" She happily shouted. Everyone besides us responded with cheers and applause.
"We will be casting this class first then open it to the rest of the students in the school." She clapped her hands together.
We got handed scripts and were told to pick parts we wanted to try for, when we finished we would take the stage and perform our part after running the lines. I didn't have anything in mind nor did I really care but it was cool seeing everyone take the stage one by one.
I was shocked to see Fallon take the stage and try for the main love interest.. She gave it her all and I was sold. She was a great actress, she timed everything perfectly and even shed a tear towards the end. The crowd loudly clapped at her performance making her smirk and walk off.
"Great job up there." I whispered when she got back to her seat.
"Shut it creep." She took a sip from her coffee, I forgot she was mean, not caring I still gave her a smile
My name was called and I didn't know what to do, taking the stage I stood in front of everyone.
"What part will you be trying out for Peyton?" Mrs. Clark asked me with a smile.
"Uh yeah, I didn't really choose." I rubbed my neck, not sure what to do.
"Why don't you try Daryl's part, dork." A guy shouted, it was James and he was a part of the football team.
"Great suggestion, but use nicer words next time. Go on Peyton." She waved her hands about, excited to see me do something.
"Isn't he like the lead? And a guy?" I looked over the script, I didn't want to be the lead of the play.
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Teenage Dirtbag
FanficAfter being kicked out of her previous schools, Peyton decides to try out for the prestigious LA High for the Talented and Artistic with her friends and bandmates. When getting into the new school she finds herself out of her depth with new social h...