“What is this?” Ethan asked, scanning through the script we got for the scene we would be enacting and scowled, “It doesn’t even make sense!”
“Exactly,” Michael agreed, browsing through the script as well, “What on earth does this mean? ‘I take thee at thy word. Call me but Love and I’ll be new baptized’”
My shoulders sank, “Come on guys, what did you expect? Romeo using cheesy pick up lines like Ethan? It’s a classic!”
Ethan narrowed his eyes at me while I smiled at him sheepishly, “Those cheesy lines make you blush, Ash.”
“What? No, they don’t,” I denied while Abby snickered.
“But how are we supposed to try and act with emotions when we don’t even understand the dialogues?” Michael asked.
“Just try, trust me. The emotions will come along automatically,” Abby said calmly.
Michael sighed and gave Abby a small smile, “Fine.”
I smiled and walked over to an empty chair in the auditorium to try and remember my lines. I had to agree with them though; the lines were really complicated. But I couldn’t back out now; I was the one who convinced Michael and Ethan to join in the first place.
“It’s official. I don’t understand the English used in the olden days,” Abby said, plopping down next to me.
“Yup,” Ethan agreed.
“I’m going to go get some water,” I excused myself and walked towards the water dispenser stacked with plastic glasses.
Pouring myself a warm glass of water, I looked around; peering over the rim of the glass. I saw a familiar boy staring at me and tried to recollect where I had seen him; those green eyes looked extremely familiar. He noticed me staring back at him and smiled; I blinked and gave him a small closed mouth smile. Why is my memory so bad? He got off his chair and started walking towards me. Oh no, this is going to be embarrassing. Damn.
“Hey,” he said, nearing me.
“Hi, how have you been?” I asked, observing his forest green eyes.
I had seen him before. I’m sure.
“Good, what about you?” he asked politely.
“Great!” I said, forcing my slow brain to remember.
“I didn’t expect to see you here, you know, to audition,” he said with a soft chuckle.
“Well, I am here now, trying out for Juliet out of all the options,” I said, stepping my foot on the dustbin paddle and throwing the glass inside.
“I’m pretty sure you’ll get the part,” he smiled. “Isn’t Erica here?”
“Erica?” I asked and he nodded, “No! Can you imagine Erica standing in a fake balcony, dressed up and saying; O Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo?”
Both of us laughed loudly. Our laughter echoed softly in the huge auditorium causing people to look over.
“Hey! Chris! I didn’t know you were trying out,” Michael walked towards us.
Chris. His name was Chris! Yes, I remember now! I met him on my first day here.
“I wasn’t going to try out but since I’m taking drama I am sort of forced into it. Classics are not my thing,” Chris replied.
Michael nodded, rolling his script.
“The funny thing is that you are here,” Chris said with his eyebrows raised.
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My Best Friend's Brother
Romance"Nice try," I said and the smile on his face grew wider. My eyes took in every inch of his face with pleasure. I continued, "But you've got to try better than that to impress me." A soft laugh escaped his lips. "Who said I was trying to impress you...
