Chapter 2

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*Andrew's POV ( YES it's in a british accent )

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Bloody fuck! What was I thinking!? That was Emma Stone! THE. EMMA. STONE. I meet her for the first time and what do I do? I ask her out! I asked her out subtly is the bigger problem! I just hope she gets that I asked her out.

I walked out to the front of the school where we are about to film the fight.

"Ten minutes!" The director shouted.

I started practicing my lines, trying it without my accent. I waited for 10 more min for the crew to finish setting up.

I see Emma walk out of the school and I could not make myself stop staring at her. Her beautiful blonde hair, her charming green eyes, it turns me on.

"Everyone! places! AND! ACTION!"

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Emma's POV

After filming the scene I went to my dressing room and changed clothes. A simple white, v neck t-shirt, black,skinny jeans and red high topped converse. I kept my hair in a ponytail. I looked in the mirror and thought, " It's good to be blonde again." For most of my movie career, my hair has been red and everyone seemed to like that.

I grabbed my purse and walked out of my dressing room. I walked down the hall of the dressing rooms and passed by Andrew's dressing room. I kept walking but after two seconds my legs and feet turned and walked towards Andrew's dressing room. I knocked.

He opened the door. "Hi," he said. Ugh his british accent is so hot.

"Would you like to go grab dinner or something?"

"Sure," he said sounding surprised, " just gonna finish changing."

"Okay," I replied.

Did I just-! Yeah! I guess I did! I asked him out to dinner.

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