Chapter Eleven - Numbers

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Serena's P.O.V.

I walked through the doors to the drama class the most ecstatic I've ever been. The room appeared to be an auditorium of some kind. There were rows of seats facing a stage, with lights and microphones attached. Everyone in the class looked around, not knowing where the teacher was. I decided to sit in the front row of seats, and soon others joined me.

       The bell rang, and the lights dimmed. The curtain flew open to a loud commanding voice, even more so than Alders!

"WELCOME, TO DRAMA WITH DIANTHA!" The voice shouted out into the auditorium.

      I looked into the audience to see what the others reactions were. Gary stood there with his mouth wide open, staring at her. What a pervert. I looked over to ash smiling really cutely. Then I saw Meiette. She was sitting there without a care, talking to her friends as if they thought they could do better. She noticed me looking and gave an evil grin.

     Once the class calmed down, Diantha told us about her career and before I knew it class was over. I only had two more periods until I got to go home and eat junk food and watch Netflix!

Ash stopped me on the way out. "Hey Serena!that was really something, huh?" He bellowed out.

"Hehe, yea Ash, it was pretty great!" I giggled out. I can't control myself around him.

      Just then, I looked over and saw Meiette glance our way. She hurried over and started talking to ash. I was burning up inside.

"Hey, you must be the new kid, ash..." Meiette said in the most seductive tone of all time.

Then she took out a marker and wrote a number on his hand. "Call me sometime." She winked and walked away.

      Ash was beet red and just stood there a minute so I decided I needed to act.

"Hey ash, speaking of numbers, I don't have yours yet?" I blurt out, not realizingg what I said.

      "STUPID STUPID STUPID SERENA! Ash is gonna think your weird, or a stalker, or a-a" I kept thinking in my head. He looked at me and smiled.

"Sure, here you go!" He smiled as he handed me the paper. Then we proceeded out of the class together.

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