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Chapter Two: Play Practice

Ally


Oh God. Today is the most dreaded day of my life. Play practice. I will be Juliet. And Austin is Romeo.

Aw Narts! I repeat in my head, like Nelson, the kid I teach piano to.

My head starts spinning. Faster and faster until- until I have nothing. I go to my locker, and spin the combination, my hands fumbling nervously. Then, Cassidy walks up, slamming the locker door shut.

"Hello Ally Dorkson!" She snickers, along with the rest of her followers.

I play with a strand of curly brown hair nervously, "What do you want?" I mumble, powerless.

Her eyes narrow, her icy eyes fixating on mine intimidatingly.

"I want you to drop the role."

My eyes widen, "B-But my grade!"

"Who cares?! Once I'm through with you, the last thing you'll care about is grades." She warned and walked away.


The bell rang, and I entered just in time into the auditorium. A single spotlight shone on the dark stage, with Mr. Brown standing there, about to speak.

"I need to see Miss Dawson and Mister Moon!" He exclaimed at the end of his long, dreadfully boring speech.

I shrugged and draped my bag around my shoulder, walking over to the overly cheery teacher. Austin was already there - looking as good as always... I mean- uh- nice. I shut my eyes and reopen them in concentration.

"As you know, you two are supposed to be love interests," Mr. Brown began, "So I suggest you spend time together, hm?"

Both of our faces were filled with horror. A senior hanging out with a sophomore? Especially it being a nerd and a jock? I don't think so!

I kept giving Mr. Brown the death glare but he never got the message... Teachers and their clueless ways.

"Come on, make plans!" He urged and walked away happily, then ended up scolding TJ about not using the platform as a place of sleep.

Austin hung his arm around his neck, scratching the back of his head. That messy, surfer beach blonde hair- ugh. Stupid love.

"So you want to come over to my place tomorrow? At 7? We'll have the house to ourselves." He suggested. His voice was nice yet tough. I liked it. You could tell that he was a good guy.

"Okay. You live on Renn Avenue?" I ask and he nods.

I wave silently and flip my hair as I walk out.

Am I really going to Austin Moon's house?

Alone?


Austin's house was nice, big, and fancy.

I think I remember something about his father being the big CEO of some company, making millions...

Hmm.. No wonder.

I carry the heavy script in my hands, and my bag starts slipping down my shoulder. My hair is probably a bit wild, and I look exhausted. I'm a mess. I walk up the stairs to his door, and ring the doorbell.

Austin steps out, his beach blonde hair in his usual mess, yet stylish. He's wearing jeans and a Liverpool jersey. His face molds into a light smile, just being polite.

"Hey Ally. Come in," He welcomes me inside.

And the inside is like a palace. There's a long, cascading stairwell in the entrance, leading you to the upstairs. An exquisite fountain in the middle of the entrance hall. The mansion keeps going from there, looking so large. A small bark is heard, and I look down to see a Welsh Corgi. Austin grins and kneels down to pet it, "This is my dog, Harry."

I smile, and reach down to pet the dog, as I hear a call for Austin.

"Mr. Moon!" A man with a british accent calls, "Shall I get anything for you?"

The guy is wearing a suit, and has a small white beard.

"Ah, it's okay. Thank you Linus." Austin replies, then turns to me and whispers, "That's the butler."

"Whoa!" I exclaim, "That's so cool!"

Austin smiles genuinely, "Let's go and practice, Juliet."


Act I, Scene 5

"O, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do. They pray; grant thou, lest faith turn to despair." Austin says the line from the play.

God. He's a really good actor.

"Saints do not move, though grant for prayers' sake." I reply with Juliet's line.

We're really getting into the moment. Like seriously. I don't know if we're acting anymore.

"Then move not, while my prayer's effect I take." He says with a slight smirk. His chocolatey brown eyes are full of passion. He begins to lean in, as do I.

"And scene!" The butler, Linus, says.

Austin and I both jump in shock.

"H-How long have you been there?" Austin stutters upon his words.

"Long enough to get me teary eyed!" Linus wiped his eyes with a handkerchief, "That was really nice-"

"Goodbye, Linus!" Austin shooed him out of the room, shutting the door.

We are left in an awkward silence. I pretend to look at the time on my phone.

"Oh Man!" I exclaim fakely, "I gotta go! I forgot that I had to teach Nelson some piano! See ya!"

I run out of the house, and walk away.

What have I gotten myself into?