Hey guys! I am honestly so sorry. It's been AGES since I've updated anything. I'll try to post more since its summer!!
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*warning! There is swearing in this story*Her POV
"Romeo, Romeo. Wherefore art thou Romeo?"
"Right here." A voice replied as I was practicing the lines.
I turned to see the boy from yesterday after school.
"Sorry, I don't see a Romeo. I just see a frog trying to become a prince." I shot at him.
"Ouch. Sorry, are Shakespeare plays a touchy subject?" He held his heart and pretended to look hurt.
"No, but you're annoying me." I started to walk away.
"Hmm, what if I tried out for Romeo?" He asked.
I froze. Without turning around, I said, "Don't make me laugh." And walked away from there as fast as possible.
His POV
'Why am I feeling this?' I thought to myself.
She's not even my type. We aren't compatible in any way.
Are we?
NO! NO MATT DON'T THINK LIKE THAT.
The two of you aren't compatible. It's not meant to be.
But I can't keep denying that there is some kind of feeling that I have when she's close to me.
She may not be my type.
But she's different...
Maybe my type is different?
No... It's not.
--- 3 Days Later ---
Her POV
"Ok, ok, ok. Calm down..." I told myself.
I was next up for auditions. Nervous? That's a huge understatement.
"Romeo, Romeo. Wherefore art thou, Romeo?"
Bridgette Rose. Head cheerleader? Not quite... But she's still the richest, prettiest, bitchiest, and most popular girl at school.
Why am I still trying out? There's no point because we all know that she's going to get the part.
His POV
I dated that. Why the hell did I date Bridgette? Not only did she cheat on me, but she also took my first kiss. What? Just because I seem like the biggest asshole out there, doesn't mean I'm some douche that goes around and loses his firsts as soon as his parents gives him freedom.
I'm not trying out. I'm just here to watch her. I just feel like I have no control over myself. She makes me want to be with her. I don't even know why.
"Ok, ok, ok..." I hear behind me.
I turn around to see her. Sitting right behind me with her head down, reading her lines one last time.
Should I say something to her?
At least ask her for her name.
"... Hey." I said and turned around.
She looked up at me, startled. "... Hi...? Can I help you?"
"I'm- look, I'm sorry. I know I can come off as a huge asshole but... I promise I'm not."
She raised an eyebrow at me.
"I'm serious." I chuckled. "Can I get your name?"
"I-" She was cut off.
"Alice?" Ms. Croth called.
Alice stood up.
"You're up!"
She walked towards the stairs. And disappeared behind the curtain.
I felt the need to chase after her.
So I did.
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FanfictionUm... Okay... I am not a sadist. I'm a bystander. I just happen to walk by and see things happen okay? He's a show off. Don't blame me for laughing when he helps others.