Knowing Asher

Chapter|31|

"There is going to be an audition for people interested in acting. That is going to be on Thursday, which is three days from now. I will read out the names of the judges now. After this, I will paste a list of which group people that are not interested in acting are." I paused to scan everyone's face. "The judges are Asher, Josephine, Giana, Sarah, and me," I announced.

"Nice going, Stephanie," somebody said, and I smiled.

We are currently on the field, settled on the bleachers. "Asher deserves to be Romeo," somebody else shouted.

"Why do you think so?" Asher asked with a cocky smirk facing the girl.

"Umm... You have...got...the looks and all," the girl stuttered out, making his smirk widen. I shook my head, not liking the fact that she was inflating his ego.

Like you don't also think so.

I think about it in my mind.

"I am a judge, so I can't audition," he pouted, and I groaned inwardly.

"You don't have to audition," someone shouted, making me snort silently.

"That's not fair. We are not giving other people the chance to express themselves," I reasoned but received a lot of scoffs in response.

"There are other roles for them to participate," another person said.

"If you want Asher to be Romeo. Raise your hand up," another voice said, making a lot of people raise up their hands.

"So what do you say, Stephanie? Looks like the people want me." He smirked out, turning to face me.

I didn't have any choicez and I also think he will make a good Romeo.

"Fine, he can be Romeo," I snorted to hide my inner smile.

You are not the Juliet of this story.

I never said I wanted to be. I was better off coordinating this whole thing. I was thankful Katrina isn't in this class, I can't handle her being Juliet. It was obvious she would take up the role if she was here.

"That is all for today's meeting," I said.

"The audition will take place at the school hall. Have a nice day, everyone," I ended, and people started leaving.

I put my book back in my bag and headed for the cafeteria. "So are you going to be my Juliet?" He asked, making my heart skip a beat.

He is definitely talking about the play.

I know, but my heart thought something else. My cheeks flushed in embarrassment.

Why did I actually think that he was talking about that?

I started giggling to erase the thoughts from my head.

You have to reply him idiot.

"Nope, I don't do well in acting," but I wish I did now.

"Too bad, I was hoping we would do this together," he muttered lowly, but I heard anyway.

He SAID what now?!

Don't put too much meaning into it.

How can I not? He wanted me to act with him together in a romantic movie. There will be a little PDA, and you expect me not to think about it.

I give up!

"You say what?" I asked, and he shrugged.

I stopped for a minute to digest it all.