"Settle down everyone," Mr. Winkler said as he entered the classroom. "For your next assignment, you will do something I call Spontaneous Acting. Out of this hat we will choose three people. Two will be actors and the other will write a scene for them to perform. The writer has one week to finish the scene and the actors will have 20 minutes to practice it before you perform it for the class. Everyone else will write a review of it. Nina, will you pick the first actor?"

"Sure," Nina reached into the hat and took out a scrap of paper. A small smile appeared on her face as she read the name, "Fabian."

"Okay, Fabian, you are actor number one. You can pick the second actor."

Fabian also reached in and pulled out a scrap of paper. He smiled even wider than Nina. "Nina."

"Well that's a bit odd. Fabian you may also pick the writer."

Please not Amber. Please not Amber. Nina chanted to herself.

"Amber." Nina hung her to hide her blush as the members of her house let out a chorus of oooohhhhs.

"Okay, very well. Nina, Fabian remember to show emotion. If you're angry, I want to see it on your face. If you're sad, I want tears," Mr. Winkler cracked a smile. "And most importantly, if you're in love, I want you to act as if you can't live without the other. I want you to speak from your heart."

"That shouldn't be that hard for those two," Jerome scoffed. Nina once again hid her blush as the kids from Anubis House let out a chorus of laughter.

…

Nina and Fabian sat at other ends of the couch in the common room with their heads in books as Amber walked in. "I think we should take a break from Sibuna for the week. I need to work on my script." With that she left the room. Nina and Fabian glanced at each other. Nina felt another blush rising to her cheeks so she got up and practically ran up the stairs to her room.

Nina was lying on her back with a pillow covering her face when she heard her door open. She thought it was just Amber and was surprised when she heard Patricia's voice, "Nervous about kissing Fabian are we?"

"What, no… I mean… what?"

"Don't pretend you don't know. With you and Fabian as the actors and Amber as the writer, your kiss will be half the scene." With that Patricia got up and left. With a groan, Nina sank back down on her bed and covered her face with a pillow once more.

…

The rest of the week flew by and the next thing Nina and Fabian knew, Drama class was staring them right in the face.

"Okay, Amber, is your script done?" Mr. Winkler asked.

"Yes, and if I do say so myself it's pretty awesome."

"Fabian and Nina, you will have twenty minutes to get ready. Everybody else, out to the hallway."

"So, Amber, what's your play about?" Patricia asked her friend when they got in the hallway.

"I can't tell you. But, I will say there aren't that many lines to remember," Amber said grinning slyly.

I knew it! Patricia thought to herself.

….

"Let's read through it silently first and then practice it," Nina suggested. She needed to see what Amber wrote.

"Okay," Fabian agreed. He had a bad feeling about this. When he got to the end of the script, his fears were confirmed. "Um...Nina?"

"Yes?" She looked up from the script.

"Look at the end."

Nina did as she was told and her eyes widened, "I'm going to kill Amber."

"I might just have to help. But, it's just acting right?"

"Yeah, you're right," Nina said nervously.

…

"Ready?" Mr. Winkler asked as the class returned.

"Yep," Nina and Fabian answered at the same time. Nina glared at Amber as soon as the blonde was in view. Amber simply flashed her a look that clearly said, "You're welcome."

"You may begin," Mr. Winkler said with a wave of his hand.