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A/N: (¸.•´ (¸.•´ .•´(¸¸.•¨¯See this bunny? Copy him and help him take over the world! (It wasn't my Idea I saw it on a sight.) And thanks to my beta Book worm!

Parts and a Computer Class

"Ma'am there must be a mistake," Sam said.

"No mistake, Ms. Carter, that's your piece. Now everybody, warm up!"

"She gave me the monk. What'd she give you?" Daniel whispered during stretches

"Beatrice."

"What?" he said laughing, "but you hate this class."

"Yah, I know."

When stretches were over, she made everyone do what Sam dreaded. Make them go up by parts. "Benedick's and Beatrice's go up first!"

Sam stayed seated hoping no one would notice but alas Ms. Weir (the teacher) said, "Miss Carter you too."

The entire class gasped. And Jack just said, "Wow Carter! Nice." But then Ms. Weir said, "You too Mr. O'Neill!" As they both embarrassedly made their ways to the stage Sam whispered, "I thought you loved drama." He responded, "I do, but this play is boring!"

When they got there, Ms. Weir said, "Now I will assign the people you will study your tryout lines with. Jack O'Neill and Sammantha Carter; Anise Froya and James Kawalsky…" there were a few others but Sam didn't listen she was looking at the lines she was given to study: Act 1 Scene 1 up to when Don Pedro says how long their staying from the first line of the first Beatrice/ Benedick interaction. It was easy for Sam to spout the lines she just hated acting. But as it turned out, she and Jack made good partners - in fact the best in the group! Jack went first:

Jack
If Signior Leonato be her father, she would not
have his head on her shoulders for all Messina, as
like him as she is.

Sam
I wonder that you will still be talking, Signior
Benedick: nobody marks you.

Jack
What, my dear Lady Disdain! are you yet living?

Sam
Is it possible disdain should die while she hath
such meet food to feed it as Signior Benedick?
Courtesy itself must convert to disdain, if you come
in her presence.

Jack
Then is courtesy a turncoat. But it is certain I
am loved of all ladies, only you excepted: and I
would I could find in my heart that I had not a hard
heart; for, truly, I love none.

Sam
A dear happiness to women: they would else have
been troubled with a pernicious suitor. I thank God
and my cold blood, I am of your humour for that: I
had rather hear my dog bark at a crow than a man
swear he loves me.

Jack
God keep your ladyship still in that mind! so some
gentleman or other shall 'scape a predestinate
scratched face.

Sam
Scratching could not make it worse, an 'twere such
a face as yours were.

Jack
Well, you are a rare parrot-teacher.

Sam
A bird of my tongue is better than a beast of yours.

Jack
I would my horse had the speed of your tongue, and
so good a continuer. But keep your way, i' God's
name; I have done.

Sam
You always end with a jade's trick: I know you of old