#College

Rehearsals Part 2

I didn't want to do it anymore... I couldn't.

I was lying on my bed and staring up at the wall. 'Is this what giving up feels like?' I muttered to myself.

My alarm clock rang and I had no choice but to get up and face today.

I walked over to my desk where the script for the play was where I had left it. In a rage I threw it against my door and flung myself against the wall. 

Down to the ground I slid, sobbing and feeling sorry for myself. 

"Why does he have to be part of everything that I put myself into?" I screamed into the atmosphere. 

Outside I heard footsteps, then a knock on my door "honey, are you alright?"came a muffled voice from the other side. 

Hastily I wiped away my tears and answered "Yes mom... I'm fine"

"Sorry, it's just that I heard noises and... are you sure you're ok?"

I could practically hear the worry in her voice, but she wouldn't understand... NO ONE would.

"YES MOM I'M FINE!" I screamed. It was silent, and I immediately felt guilty. 

I opened the door only to find an empty corridor, I guess she didn't care after all. 

I sat, deep in my thoughts, deep in my own little world, until a darkness consumed me. 
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I had lost track of time, but I managed to get to my car and arrive at school on time.

I sat motionless, staring at the pile of papers on my headboard.

Groaning, I took them and exited my car. I walked and walked without looking around.

Suddenly, I heard someone yell, and I was pulled from a speeding car that would've hit me if I hadn't been saved.

I shuddered at the thought of what could've happened if I'd stepped one more inch.

I looked up to see the face of my rescuer, thinking that it was Dylan, because it seemed that he was somehow always there to save me.

Instead, I saw the face of a stranger that I'd never seen before.  Needless to say I was a bit disappointed.

My rescuer seemed to have noticed because he chuckled and said "sorry that I'm not prince Charming"

I realized that I must have looked ungrateful so I hurriedly shook my head "no, no, I'm sorry, I should've been more grateful, you saved me after all".

He smiled down at me.

I then began to take notice of his features, he had dark brown hair that covered his tanned face, with chocolate brown eyes to match.

I looked down and realized that his arms were around me and I blushed, embarrassed at the situation that we were in.

"Could you... Maybe... Let go of me now?" I asked him awkwardly.

"Oh, yeah sorry, my bad" he said and unwrapped himself from me. I stood up shakily and turned to him.

"Jennifer" I introduced myself. "Bryan".

"Listen... I really want to repay you for saving me, so how about you let me treat you to lunch sometime?" I said, still feeling a bit guilty about seeming a little ungrateful earlier on.

"It's fine, you don't owe me anything" He chuckled.

"I insist" I told him, a determined expression on my face.

He seemed to want to say something else, but instead he smiled and nodded his head in agreement.

"See you around Jennifer Shire"
He called out to me before running in the opposite direction that I was heading, "and don't run into anymore cars while I'm gone"

I glared at his retreating figure, but then I realized something "how did he know my last name?"

He was gone before I could ask him.
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"Where have you been young lady?" Daisy joked as I entered the building.

"Oh well, you know, walking around aimlessly while almost getting hit by cars and being rescued by guys, the usual" I said, grinning.

"That didn't actually happen right?!" Ysa asked me worriedly.

"Uhh... Well... "

"It did???" Daisy exclaimed.

"What did?" Mark asked as he arrived into the conversation.

"Nothing" I said dismissively at the same time Ysa said "she almost got hit by a car"

I glared at her, but she shrugged and gave me a "what did I do?" look.

"YOU WHAT??" Mark bellowed.

People were starting to pay attention to us "A little louder why dontcha?" I hissed at a red faced Mark.

"You are going to explain yourself right now" Daisy said, crossing her arms expectantly.

"Nothing bad happened..." I tried to say, but the three of them gave me disbelieving looks.

"I was just distracted while I was walking, and I may have not paid attention to where I was going, and you know... just the usual I almost get hit by a car somebody pulls me to safety at the last second" I explained trying to play it off as a casual story instead of a "I almost died" one.

They stared at me for a few seconds before spouting things out like "are you sure you're okay???" and "who was this 'somebody'?" and the ever famous "do you have a concussion?"

I rolled my eyes at their mothering and said "I'm fine, geez".

They ignored me and apparently decided amongst their selves that I wouldn't be allowed to walk alone anymore.

"I have a car!" I yelled, trying to get their attention. Still, they planned out my whole routine for me.

"So, everyday one of us will wait for Jennifer at her house and accompany her to school. We'll drive right beside her or ride in her car. And we also need to make sure that no guys come close to her... only Dylan can." Daisy laid it out.

"I'm a guy..." Mark huffed "You don't count" Ysa countered.
"WHAT'S THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN???"

"GUYS!" I yelled at them before it turned into world war III.

Finally they turned their attention to me. "I'm fine, seriously. And no guy is going to sweep me off my feet don't worry"

"Well, as long as you don't see this guy anymore, it's all good" Mark said, as if the matter was settled.

I couldn't find it in myself to tell them that I'd promised to treat Bryan to lunch as thanks for saving me.
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Rehearsal time.
Dylan finally shows up for the first time today.

"Where have you been?" I hissed at him, whacking him at the back of his head.

"Ow..." he muttered trying to sound pitiful.

"Well?" I urged, demanding an explanation.

"There was this person who transferred here recently so I acted as a tour guide" He said.

"You should introduce me to him sometime" I exclaimed, grinning.

Before he could respond the director called for our attention.

"Alright actors and actresses, meet my intern, Bryan Haines"

This can't be happening...  this is all too coincidental... maybe this is a dream that I need to wake up from...

And then he was there, standing beside the director.