She darts in to class a second after me, then sits nervously. I sit next to to her trying not to laugh. She's so nervous, she's the youngest one in our class, and just got in here because of luck luck. When the teacher starts talking she looks so happy and interested. I've been in this class for 4 years. We start with some improv, Rose does a skit with me where we are to scientist in a zombie apocalypse. She always tries to be as funny as possible, her face lights up whenever anyone laughs, even when she's really into character. She invests her self so much, I see her studying lines almost constantly, she's so tired from how hard she works. After the skit we work on lines for our scene, she's a natural. Her characters are so lovable, its almost like she'd have to be acting constantly to be able to act like this. at the end of our scene i choose to kiss her forehead, partly for the scene, but kind of for myself. Even though she acts so well i can still tell she's nervous. She's the cute, little, perfects actor. The bell rings and she's gone.
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The Magic Girl
RandomShe's beautiful, nice, sarcastic, weird, basic, weak, strong, a victim, a survivor, she's everything, everyone sees her as a different person. It takes a million different months to tell her story and a million different eyes to see the real her. If...
