Chapter 3:

'You two will have Act 2 Scene 3' she pointed to Rhydian and the girl next to him.

Rhydian you be Benedict and Miss McAlpin you will be Beatrice.'

Taking the book from her Rhydian opened it to the correct scene and began to recite

'A miracle he has our own hands against our hearts, how I will have thee but by this light I take thee for pity'

It was the part of Beatrice 'I would not deny you but by this good day I yield upon great persuasion and partly to save your life as I was told you were in a consumption'

'I will stop your mouth. Oh.'

'What?' the girl peered over his arm to look at the book.

'He kisses her'

'And then?'

'Then our scene ends.'

'Oh.'

'Anything wrong you two'

'No miss!' they answer together. 'I know' said Rhydian a glint in his eye. He took the girls hand and lifted it to his lips after saying in his best accent 'I will stop your mouth my lady Beatrice.'

'Why good sir' she laughed blushing deeply. Rhydian straightened up and winked at her 'Wasn't so bad was it?'

'Not at all.' Her sharp blue eyes gave him a sense of deja-vu. She noticed him staring and looked away knowing only too well what connections he was making.

'Alright class, that's us done for now and we will continue next week.'

The small girl brushes past Rhydian, and again he can smell the distinctive aroma of what he thinks is toothpaste or so his heightened sense of smell tells him. 'Hey wait' he calls to her 'What's your name, your first name?'

But it's too late and she's already gone.