Dante x Reader: High School

Romeo and Juliet

I was walking to drama club and I sat down next to Dante.

"Hey Y/n!" Dante said.

"Hey! I heard Mr. Dreamer was going to make a Romeo and Juliet to benefit the local animal shelter." I said.

"Yeah. He is." Dante said.

"Okay cool. I might try out for Juliet." I said and I saw Dante light up.

Dante's P.O.V

She was thinking about being Juliet then I need to find out how to be Romeo.

"Okay class today if you want to be in the cast of Romeo and Juliet raise your hand." Lock said. Everyone raised their hand and that's a good 100 or so.

"Okay. Y/n who do you want to try out for?" He asked.

"Juliet." She said.

"Okay. Can you act out the scene where Juliet kills herself?" He asked while giving her a fake dagger from the props.

"Sure." She said. She walked up onto the stage and started to act it out.

 "What's here? a cup, closed in my true love's hand? Poison, I see, hath been his timeless end:O churl! Drunk all, and left no friendly drop To help me after? I will kiss thy lips;Haply some poison yet doth hang on them,To make die with a restorative.*She pretends to kiss him*Thy lips are warm. *She hears a noise saying [Within] Lead, boy: which way?*Yea, noise? then I'll be brief. O happy dagger! *She grabbed the fake dagger* This is thy sheath; *Pretends to Stabs herself* there rust, and let me die.*Pretends to Fall on ROMEO's body, and dies*" She got off the bed and looked at Lock.

"Was that good enough?" She said.

"That was amazing! We have to see everyone." Lock said. After everyone had went he chose Y/n to be Juliet.

"And who would want to be Romeo? Remember the kiss scene is still in the play." He said. My hand went up along with every other boy's hand. She blushed and looked at me.

"Dante, can you act out the balcony scene with Y/n?" He asked.

"Of course." I said. I got in the position I was needed and we started the scene.

(Romeo is Dante and Juliet is you. The nurse is some random girl) 

Romeo-He jests at scars that never felt a wound. *JULIET appears above at a window* But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun. Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief, That thou her maid art far more fair than she: Be not her maid, since she is envious; Her vestal livery is but sick and green And none but fools do wear it; cast it off. It is my lady, O, it is my love! O, that she knew she were! She speaks yet she says nothing: what of that? Her eye discourses; I will answer it. I am too bold, 'tis not to me she speaks: Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven, Having some business, do entreat her eyes To twinkle in their spheres till they return. What if her eyes were there, they in her head? The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars, As daylight doth a lamp; her eyes in heaven Would through the airy region stream so bright That birds would sing and think it were not night. See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek!

JULIET- Ay me!

ROMEO- She speaks: O, speak again, bright angel! for thou art As glorious to this night, being o'er my head As is a winged messenger of heaven Unto the white-upturned wondering eyes Of mortals that fall back to gaze on him When he bestrides the lazy-pacing clouds And sails upon the bosom of the air.

JULIET- O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father and refuse thy name; Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, And I'll no longer be a Capulet.