It was a typical afternoon at Hollywood Arts. Another unusually long period between classes where students hung out in the hallways. Beck, one of the new freshmen, looks around and sees people dancing in the halls and showing off their different talents. As he scans the hall he sees the girl who was in his acting class standing at her locker. Beck was intrigued by this girl, there was something mysterious about her. She didn't really talk to anyone, and she pretty much kept to herself. She was dressed in black from head to toe, even had on black nail polish. That was the only class they had together that day and they pretty much just listened to the teacher talk a bit about acting and a lot about random things that popped in his head. He never had the class introduce themselves so Beck didn't know what the girl's name was. He had noticed her when she first walked in the door that day, she was beautiful, and everyone noticed her. Funny thing was she didn't notice everyone noticing her. She sat away from everyone staring out the window, playing with a pair of scissors. But that was yesterday, this is today and Beck decided that he wanted to get to know her. Beck grabs his backpack off of the floor and flings it over his shoulder and casually walks up to the girl's locker.
"Hey." He says as he leans against the locker next to her.
The girl, who was busy working on something inside of her locker stops and peeks her head around the door of the locker and slowly scans Beck from head to toe. She stops and looks at his boots...she liked them, but she still didn't want to be bothered. Her eyes scan back up from his boots to his eyes and when they make eye contact Beck gives a gentle smile and waves to which she says nothing and goes back to working in her locker. Her lack of interest in him was disheartening. He was used to the girls all coming up to him wanting to talk, go out, and play in his hair. He wasn't used to this...why didn't she like him he wondered. He decided to try to talk some more, maybe she would come around. He pushed himself off the locker he leaned against and walked around and stood behind her.
"I'm Beck." He says. "We had a class together yesterday." He waits for a response and still he gets nothing. "What are you working on there?" He asks looking over her shoulder.
The girl slightly turns her head and looks over her shoulder at the eager young man. She rolls her eyes and slams the locker shut.
"So are you going to tell me what you were working on?" He says
"No." She finally says before walking away.
Beck watches her walk away and round the corner when Andre walks up to him.
"Hey, you're Beck right?" He says.
"Yeah, Andre?"
"Yeah, was that the girl in our acting class?"
"Yeah."
"She actually spoke to you?"
"Not really."
"What's her name?" Andre asks.
"I don't know and that was the only class I had with her."
"I have English with her, but she didn't say much... she seems kinda scary."
"You think so?" Beck laughs.
"Yeah."
"I don't know... she seems interesting to me."
"Well come on, maybe you'll get to know her in class today."
"Let's hope."
Beck and Andre walk down the hall and turn the corner and make their way to acting class. Beck straightens his clothes and runs his hand through his hair before walking into the room.