Chapter 1: Sunday Rehearsal

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Josie woke up to the sounds of birds chirping. Her phone was alarming, she reached out and shut it off  and let out a grumble. Covering her head with a pillow as the sun shined on her face.

"Jo, wake up." Lizzie said as she walked back into her room. "You have to go to rehearsal"

"I don't wanna go." Josie grumbled. "Can I skip?"

"No way!" Lizzie argued. "You practically begged mom and dad to let you try out for the play this year."

"You don't understand, Lizzie. I can't go through with this." Josie said, her words muffled.

"Why not? What are you hiding from me?" Lizzie asked.

Josie removed the pillow from her face, "what makes you think I'm hiding something?" She asked, confused.

Lizzie chuckled, a smirk tugging at her lips. "Because, You would usually love going to rehearsal. So, come on, spill."

"Fine! But you can't tease me!" Josie said as she shot her sister a glare.

"Do tell; dear sister." Lizzie grinned as she took a seat next to Josie.

Josie opened her mouth, but no words were coming out. Her crush, Hope Mikaelson was sent to backstage duty after the football team pranked the principal. The director paired Hope up with working with Josie on her lines. She felt her face turn red. "Never mind."

"No, don't 'never mind' . Spill. Why are you blushing so badly?" Lizzie asked.

"I am not!" Josie argued.

"Are to!" Lizzie replied, then she gasped. "Oh my God. You like someone!"

"No!" Josie argued.

"Yes!" Said Lizzie, "Why didn't I see it before?! You're blushing like a tomato. Who is it?"

Josie opened her mouth to argue, but it was no use. Not when her damn face was red. "It's Hope."

Lizzie's jaw dropped. "Hope?! Like Hope Mikaelson?!"

"Shhh!" Josie shushed her, "She lives right next door!"

Lizzie giggled, "I'm sorry. But you literally like the hottest girl in the school!"

"I get it." Josie replied. "I can't go to rehearsal. Not while..."

"While?" Lizzie asked.

"Not while Hope helps me with my lines." Josie replied.

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