Olivia Rodrigo is only 15 and can't believe the opportunity she's been given. She has booked the role of Nini in High School Musical: The Musical: The Series!
What will happen when she and her costar have some sort of connection from the audition ro...
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3rd POV "Should we wake them up?"
"Why would we do that?"
"Look at all the papers around. They must've been working hard on that song. I say no."
"I think Tim's gonna be mad at us if we're late!"
"Turn your flash off!"
"Oh my god, would all of you just hush?!"
"Why do all of you have loud ass voices!?"
"Have you met you?!"
Instead of announcing that they were there like all the other times, the cast decided to be discreet. Oh, who were they kidding? They're the loudest people in existence.
There were many not-so-quiet voices around the pair, but they didn't care too much at the moment. They were both awake but didn't let them know that.
Olivia didn't want to get up. After last night, she didn't want to do anything. But they were starting episode two today, so there wasn't much of a choice. Instead of sitting up, she digs her head deeper into Joshua's chest, wishing she could shut out the world around her.
This movement scares the cast into thinking she's waking up, but she plays it off as if she was moving in her sleep.
Joshua had been awake since before the cast even came into her room. He had been thinking about Olivia's nightmare last night, wondering what it was about. There was also that whole phone call thing that needed to be addressed as well.
He doesn't mind when she buries her head farther into his chest. He just hugs her tighter, knowing she needed comfort after last night. They both knew they'd be teased for what was happening, but that didn't matter too much right now.
"Ok, we'll give them five minutes. If they're not awake, then we'll wake them up," Matt suggests. The others nod, and they go out into the hall.
Once the door closes, Joshua whispers, "They're gone now."
His voice scares her. "Geez, you gave me a heart attack. How long have you been awake?"
"A while."
"You probably didn't sleep well being here."
"Nonsense, I'm fine." Truth is, he didn't get a lot of sleep last night. Not because he slept on a couch, but because his thoughts and worry for their situation drove him crazy. But he wasn't going to make her feel guilty; she already had enough going on. "The better question is how did you sleep?"
She shrugs. "Eh, not bad. You're a pretty comfortable pillow," she chuckles.
"Are you fat-shaming me?" he asks, mouth gaped.
"No," she laughs. He can be such a child sometimes.
"Yeah, ok. I know an insult when I see one," he says, looking in the other direction as if he were offended.
She slaps his chest lightly and mumbles, "I guess we have to get up now," even though neither of them wanted to. When they do, both their phones go off. They open the message and see Frankie sent a picture.
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