His Shining Star

5

~Time Skip~

Show week is always a little stressful. Final rehearsals. Touch ups on costumes and the sets. Making sure the actors/actresses performing don't get a cold or the flu before opening night.

After our final dress rehearsal, I sat in my dressing room staring myself down in the mirror. If I fail, then I will never be allowed to perform in this business again.

My phone rang. I slowly moved my head away from my reflection.

"Hello?" I sighed prior to answering the phone.

Hey, sweetie. What time will you be home at? Jason asked.

"Um, soon. I just have to stop by Rachel's to grab something." I replied.

Alright, see you when you get home. Love you.

"Love you, hun." I ended the call.

I continued to stare at my reflection as I began to take off the make up from the dress rehearsal. I felt every little bone jitter. Once I wiped off the pound of make up I had on, I began to brush out my hair after taking off the wig cap and wig. I paced my dressing room as I brushed out my hair.

"Nervous?" A cocky tone startled me.

"No," I lied as I turned around and saw Sebastian.

"You may be an actress, but you were never the best liar." He points out.

"What makes you think I'm nervous?"

"You have done this since high school. You'll pace around and twiddle your thumbs and grind your teeth." He starts. "And you always overthink the situation in that talented mind of yours."

"Fine... you caught me." I took a hefty breathe. "This is not like any other performance I did in High School. If I screw up, then this business will never forget this." I panicked.

"I have a solution to calm your nerves." He grins.

"We aren't having sex, Smythe." I folded my arms.

"What! No! I'm not that immature like I was in high school." He rolls his eyes. "Get dressed. We are going to go Karaoke." He points out.

"Fine," I groaned. He shut the door to my dressing room. I put on a little bit of casual make up so I didn't like like a train wreck. I left my wavy hair down. I took off my Wednesday costume, and slid on a pair of jeans and my long sleeved shirt. Then, I grabbed my jacket and slid my purse over my shoulder. Jason doesn't need to know about this, because I can tell he isn't a fan of Sebastian.

I stepped out of my dressing room and saw Sebastian waiting over by the post.

"Ready to go?" He asks.

"Let's go Hair Gel." I teased him.

"I don't wear as much gel as I did in high school!" He points out.

"Still enough to make me believe you are slowly going crazy." I laughed.

"Haha, very funny." He chuckled as he pulled out his car keys. We got in his car and we drove a few blocks over and he parked at a very sketchy restaurant.