"Let's go" Emily calls out to me from the other side of the caravan door. I smile to myself in the mirror and wipe my palms on my jeans. Don't know why I am so nervous, probably because this is another intense scene with Chandler and Hannah will be watching along with the others. Gah Hayley stahp psyching yourself out.
"Coming" I call back out to her. I get out of my chair and head over to the door. I open it and close it behind me. I walk over to the others and wave. They don't wave back, instead come over and give me hug. It feels like now I have a second family, these people are them.
"You nervous?" Steven asks me with a smirk across his face.
"Sorry?" I ask him hoping he does not know, if he does I might as well die right now. Okay maybe that was a bit of an exaggeration.
"We all know, apart from him of course" he whispers in my ear. What is he talking abou-Oh no.
"How do you guys know?" I ask them all. They look over towards Lauren and Emily. They look down embarrassed.
"Guys" I moaned to them slightly annoyed with them.
They look up and walk over to me.
"Sorry, I swear we didn't tell, they just, over heard some of our conversations" Lauren says apologetically. I look to them and smile. They didn't tell them, they were just sneaky and found out. I look over to them and laugh. What, I laugh when I am nervous.
"Please do not tell him" I say to them all when I feel a presence behind me. I spin around to be met by those pair of sparkling blue eyes. How long has he been standing there for?
"Tell who what?" he asks. I gulp.
"Nothing" I say quickly, a little too quickly. The others look between us and try and stiffly a laugh. I send them each a glare. They laugh harder. Make it obvious why don't you?
"Okay" he says not sounding sure. I smile and nod. He wanted to talk to me, now is the best time.
"You wanted to speak to me?" I ask him, the others get the hint and walk away, leaving us alone. Although, I doubt anything dramatic is going to happen.
"Yeah I did" he says now going serious. I gulp again. Jeez Hayley calm the fuck down. (Authors Note: I was not planning on swearing in this at all, but, Oops ). He looks down to the ground avoiding eye contact with me. Now I am really worried.
"Look, I think, we shouldn't be friends anymore" he says, his voice cracking at the end. I stare at him in shock and pure hurt. How could he?
"What do you mean?" I ask, letting the information sink in.
"It's just, you can be really rude, bitchy and snappy" he says harshly, now he makes eye contact. I look into his eyes and see pure hate. What? I try not to be. WAIT, I AM NOT!! SHE IS!!
"I am not!" I shout at him, my anger getting the best of me. Why does he have to do this? Ruin what we had?
"Yes you are!" he barks backs. I can feel the tears starting to blur my visions but angrily blink them away. I walk up closer to him and slap him across the face. He so deserves it.
"I fucking hate you" I seethe at him before turning on my heel and walking away. I round the corner and let a tear slip. I wipe it away angrily and storm over to set. What is even worse is, I don't hate him at all, quite the opposite. I take a deep breath and breathe out, calming my nerves. I walk over to the director when he calls out Chandler and me. I don't bother to glance his way. He makes me sick, not really, just mad.
"So this scene might be a little difficult for you guys to act out but try your best" he says handing us the script. I read over it and gasp. I read it again to make sure it was not just in my head.

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