RIGGS GONE BAD//A Chandler Riggs fanfiction sequel

Chapter fourteen

The next morning I wake up with super puffy eyes and dried tears.

Emily told me that she slept on the top bunk for the night incase I woke up.

I was asleep when she came in.

I look into the mirror for the first time and pity myself. My hair is surely a mess.. way more puffy and frizzy then normal.

I have dry tears on my cheeks and smeared across my face. Red, puffy and droopy eyes. And a soaked shirt.

I used it for my tears I guess.

But I take a quick shower and try my best to conceal my eyes to look normal.

It works... only slightly. They are still a little puffy, and the actual whites of my eyes look bloodshot.

When we get down to drama class, I see Chandler already siting in his chair.

I try my best to ignore him and take my seat beside Hana.

"How'd you sleep?" I ask her, trying to be as quiet as possible.

"I knew you were upset about it.." she says, giving a small pitiful smile.

"You can tell?"

She shakes her head.

"Only if you're really paying attention."

Professor walks in and talks as if nothing had happened.

We split into groups of 2, I allow Emily and Hana to group up because I don't want either of them to feel awkward.

I end up getting placed with a boy I remember from yesterday. His name is Ansel..

He fills me in on what happened. I feel embarrassed and say as little as possible.

"Are you okay?" He ends up asking.

I look at him in the eyes for the first time and I'm chocked up... I don't want to lie, but I don't want to say 'yes' and make him think I want pity.

"I don't know.." is all I can muster up.

I forgot for a moment that we were in acting class until Professor gives us instructions.

"You have a week, with your partner you must come up with a short play. If you have any further questions please ask me or Ms.Ruby." He says throwing stuff into a folder on his desk.

For the rest of class we get with our parter and jot ideas down on what we could do in such a small time.

The meaning of this it to show your potential, what genre you fit best in, and really to all around introduce yourself to the Juilliard acting world.

I catch myself giggling a lot.. I try to calm myself down but his smile is so bright and welcoming.

He's sweet.. isn't giving me a 'bad boy' vibe at all which I'm all over.

He says a lot of cheesy things that make me giggle louder, and I can catch a few glimpses from Chandler. More like glares.

The class starts to empty.. The back lights are out that glow up the stage as only Ansel, Professor, and I remain.

I hear Professor clear his throat and turn to see him holding his brief case and usual stack of unorganized papers that stick out of a folder.

"Oh.. Sorry, sir." I stand up and get my bag.

He walks to the door and holds it open with his foot for us to go.

"Glad to see you're better and smitten Ms.Michelle.." He says as I pass him.