Real, or REAL Real?

Chapter Two

**So people have been telling me to update, so here we gooooo(:

PIC OF KADEN ON SIDEEEE>>>>>

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When the bell for the end of 7th period went, I made my way to 8th period, expecting them to make an announcement for the students who want to audition to come to the auditorium. I was about to enter my Trig Class when something -or shall I say someone- bumped into me, causing myself and everything in my hands to topple to the white tiled hallway. 

"Shit," I cursed to myself as i began to stand up to pick up my now ruined art project. The bell sounded just as I got all of the pieces into my bag and was about to reach for my periwinkle binder. I completely forgot about the person who just so happened to almost kill me as I convinced myself to stay calm. I forgot until someone cleared their throat, and I looked up to see a very amused Kaden. Holy mother of all that's holy.

This is just fucking perfect. 

I've got nerves like a fucking nerd during finals, a temper like the bipolar weather that is Canada, a project that is broken.. kinda like Kaden's face will be if he doesn't wipe that god damn smirk ff of his face.. and now I have to deal with an arrogant asshole who doesn't know shit about shit. 

I peered at him for a moment before sighing and getting back to my cleaning. You'd think he'd offer to help, correct? Nope. He just stood there, watching me intently, obviously holding back a laugh. I sighed again and turned to him to speak, "If you're going to just stand there like a fucking pedophile, you may as well help me clean up the mess you made."

He just rolled his eyes and began walking towards me and as he got closer, his mischievous grin grew and before i knew it, my art project was yet again, on the floor. But this time, it was all the way down the hallway and my books in the opposite direction. I glared at him again, figuring it would be best to just ignore him at this point. Because I mean, you do know what they say, right? If you ignore someone long enough, they'll eventually go away. 

I rose to my feet and walked to where my project was, already being late for Trig. I gathered all of my art supplies and my books when Kaden came up behind me and shoved them down yet again. 

I was about to go off on him when the loud speaker came on and a very disinterested secretary spoke, "All students attending the interview for A High School Stoy, please make your way to the auditorium at this time. Again, all students attending the interviews for A High School Story, please make your way to the auditorium." She then cut it off. You're welcome, I thought. Internally rolling my eyes at how she didn't say thank you like most people would.

Picking my stuff up one last time, I saw Kaden attempting to sneak over to me, so when he made it behind me, I spun around all of the sudden. It scared the shit out of him, apparently, considering the bewildered look upon his face.

"Now if you'll excuse me.." I stepped around him and started towards the auditorium doors, only to hear familiar footsteps behind me.

Shit on a donkey.

I ignored him and pushed my way through the heavy copper doors. I glided down the middle aisle to the stage. See that there was a line, I stood in it. 

2 hours later, I was beginning to worry. I have to pick up my sister Annalise from school in a half hour, and since what happened last time, I'm never going to ever be late again. No matter the situation. 

I was snapped out of my thoughts when they called for the next person, who just so happened to be me. 

You can do this, Skylar. You are funny, nice, cool, smart, pretty.. okay maybe not pretty, but it's only on personality.. right?... RIGHT?! Fuck I'm screwed. Just stay calm, you've been dreaming of an opportunity like this to make it's way towards you for years! Don't fuck up, Skylar. Or I will personally throw Alyssa's cat Mr.Nicklepumper at you. Ow.