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Acting
Kim's pov.
I'm brand new to this school. Seaford High. I'm nervous, but not that much. I've been to so many schools, I'm used to being the new girl. I walk inside. The building is big, and clean. Much bigger then most of the schools I've been to. Everybody stops what they're doing and stares at me, but I walk through them without a care in the world. Or, so it seems. I'm acting. It feels like my life is just a big play, and I act my way through it every day. I wonder briefly what my act should be at this school. Should I be a brat? A bully? A jerk? A bad girl? A goody two-shoes? A nerd? A drama queen? A prep? A teacher's pet? A cool kid? A popular kid? A brainy one? There's so many choices. I'm not sure. It depends how long I stay in this school for. If i'm staying for a relatively long time, (which would be a year) i'd want to be someone cool or popular. Even if I don't, it's been a while since I've decided to go for the popular act. I smile widely, and the girl next to me, who assumes I'm smiling at her, smiles back. I just barely notice, but when I process the smile I see who she's hanging out with. A bunch of cute girls giggling to each other. That must be the popular crew! "Hey!" I walk over to them with a huge smile. "What do you want?" One of them asks me with a slight edge of curiosity. I may not be the prettiest one there, but I'm in the top three. I'm glad I did my hair and a little bit of make-up. "Well, I'm new to this school. I moved here from South California. I was wondering if you new where locker 194 is?" I ask, with a little bit of disdain and a bit of friendliness in my voice. I was prepared with an answer if they accepted me and if they dissed me. A girl with long, straight brown hair steps up to me. "You do realize we're the popular crew, right?" She says. Ooooooo, burn. Luckily, I was ready for this. "Oh, I know. But if you won't help me I'll ask someone else." I tell her, smirking. "Fine." She huffs. She turns back to her conversation. Now, I'm not only a great actress, I have vision like a hawk. I saw a guy that the girl was eyeing. A brunette. He's pretty cute. He hanging with some other guys that don't exactly look that great. I walk over to them. "Hi!" I say. I do it happily, like I actually like this new school of mine, but slightly nervous, too. I've become an expert at pretending to try and hold back my feelings, but showing them anyways. "I'm new to this school. Do any of you know where the office is?" Now, I say it with less cheer and more anxiety. Out of the corner of my eye, I see the girl looking at me angrily. Ha! "Sure!" the brunette snaps me out of my thoughts. "I'll show you where it is. You guys can get to class." He directs the last part at the guys he's hanging out with. There's a tall kid with dark hair and bushy eyebrows, a kid who's a skinny as a stick with red hair, and an asian boy. The tall kids with the eyebrows mutters a half-hearted protest, but one look from the brunette gets him around and walking towards his classroom. The stick kid and asian guy follow him. Finally, the brunette turns to me. I notice his eyes are a wonderful color. "My name's Jack, what's yours?" He asks me. "K-kim." I stutter. "That's a nice name." He smiles at me. "The office is this way." He turns around and points toward a hallway with a bunch of doors. "I'll take you there." "It's okay, I think I could find it by myself." I tell him quietly. "No, no. I'll help you." He walks forward. I follow him. We walk down the long hallway, and through so many doors I start to get the feeling that he's trying to confuse me. After about 5 minutes of walking, we get to a door that says Principle's Office. He opens the door for me and I walk through. Such a gentleman! Wait-what? No, that must be my character. The person I'm acting as. Not me. I wouldn't like him. I barely know who I am! Sure, I know my acts, my covers, but not myself. "Kim?" Jack's concerned face appears. "Wha-what happened?" "The secretary said we have 5 minutes before the principle will see us, and that she needed to go and get some stuff, but that we could just wait in here." Jack replies. I sit down. After a few seconds of silence, Jack asks me if I want to play 20 questions. So I say, sure, why not? I go first. "What are your hobbies?" I ask him. "I love karate." He says. "I love karate!" I tell him, unable to stop myself. Truth is, before I started putting on acts, I did karate. I loved it. And the person who loved it wasn't a cover, it was the real me. "Really?" He gasps. I nod. "Ya' know, if you want, you can join our dojo." He tells me. "I'd love to!" I say cheerily, but on the inside I'm mad at myself for bringing it up. I never let myself get close to the real me. Never ever. Feelings and emotions are always ones I create. Never one's that I truly feel. Those things that the real me feels are bothersome, but not really enough for me to acknowledge them. "Kim?" Jack's voice appears out of nowhere. "Sorry, what?" I ask him, slightly disoriented. "You need to stop zoning out like that." He jokes, pretending to be strict, but not really. In my head, I curse myself. Out loud, though, I can be heard saying, "I'm so sorry. Can you repeat that?" He raises his eyebrow. "MAY you repeat that?" I ask, smiling, but slightly exasperated. Wait, why smiling? I didn't mean to smile. To my character, that wasn't funny. So, if it wasn't my character, who smiled? And why? "…ask you a question." I just manage to hear the last part of Jack's sentence, but it's enough for me. "What are some of you hobbies?" He asks. I'm momentarily paralyzed. I have no idea what to say. I haven't chosen a character yet! I'm silently wailing inside my head. While my character is busy panicking, I blurt out the first things that come into my head. Which happen to what my hobbies were before I starting acting. "Karate and singing." He cocks his eyebrow at me, but doesn't say anything. "My turn." I say quickly, to stop the rapidly thickening silence. "What is your favorite color?" He considers my question for a moment, then says, "Blue. Any blue." Without thinking, I say, "Me too!" And then I freak out. Blue actually is my favorite color! Why is this happening! Why does this game have to be so, well, I can't really say intense, but so…. Urg! I don't know! But if there's one thing I do know, it's that I need to stop playing this game. Luckily, just then the principle sticks his head out from behind his door and tells us he is ready to see us. I silently breath a sigh of relief. I may have been saved now, but I don't know how I'm gonna survive the rest of the day. If only the principle could stick his head out of his door every time I make a mistake.
Time Skip to After School Ends
"Hey, Kim!" I hear Jack yelling. I mentally cringe. I only have two classes with him, so he hasn't had much time to talk to me, which is good. I feel like the second he starts talking to me, I'm gonna blurt out everything like I did this morning. Which can't happen. Ever. I spin around, smiling. "Hey Jack!" I yell back. He weaves his way through the massive crowd of people rushing down the hall. Remember what I said about the school being big? Well, forget it. With the amount of people that go hear all packed into this big school, I feel like I'm in a locker. A tiny locker with light and popular girls and homework and boys that make you want to spill all your secrets. You know what? Forget about the locker thing too. Jack finally reaches where I'm standing. "You're still coming to the dojo after school, right?" He asks, slightly out of breath. "No, no!" I wanted to scream. But instead I nodded and smiled. "So, what belt are you?" Jacks questions me as we walk through a quiet neighborhood. This is my chance to tell him that I don't like karate and to get back onto my character's personality. I open my mouth, and feel the words ready to slip off of my tongue. I turn to look at him and realize he's looking at me with his big, beautiful brown eyes. I panic and freeze. The words 2nd degree black slip out of my mouth instead of the well-planned story I had, all buttered up and ready to go. He smiles at me. "Me too! This is great." Just then, my brain starts working again. I curse myself for letting the truth slip out AGAIN, and promise that the next time I look into his beautiful eyes and see his perfect smile…wait, what?! No. No way. I can not like Jack Brewer! I try to blame it on character, but I know it's not just that. This isn't something I can pin up on whatever character I'm playing. I've spent my whole life acting, but this boy, Jack Brewer…no way. Jack Brewer can't possibly be…..changing me. Can he?