Chapter 4

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Annie's POV

I was never good at sharing, being an only child didn't help that, but this group was insufferable.

"Molly I swear to god, if that Jeff guy does one more thing I will kick him so hard where the sun don't shine he won't be able to walk for a week." She just looks at me and laughs, "I know what you mean. The guy with the Afro keeps making remarks about my songs. He should try writing songs about shows he's only seen one season of!"

Megan walks over to us, pure rage and embarrassment written across her face. "I'll bloody kill them." She

Shouts turning her head in their direction.

It was a Sunday afternoon and I was alone practicing one of my monologues for the show. The girls and everyone else wanted a

day off but I wanted to keep practicing.

I was halfway through the part when I heard a voice from behind me. "Hey you're pretty good at that." I looked round and found myself face to face with the person I so desperately wanted to seriously injure. "What are you doing here Jeff?"

"Damn I feel bad that you know my name and I don't know yours" he says with disappointment in his eyes.

"Yeah, well to bad. "

"Woah someone got out of the wrong bed this morning!"

"Don't you mean wrong side of the bed?" His mouth turns into a grin that moment and he leans against the back of the stage. "No, I mean you should've got out of mine this morning." I stare a him wide eyed and open mouthed before answering.

"Get lost Jeff."

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