Barry was sitting on his bed, going over some science homework when there was a knock on his door.

"Come in." He said.

Iris walked into the room.

"Hey Barry." She greeted.

Hey noticed she had her Romeo And Juliet script. It had been a little over a month since the play started, they still hadn't started blocking, which as Barry learned was just a fancy term for planning how you're going to act the scenes out.

"What's going on?" Barry asked.

"Well, we were told that we should be rehearsing at home so..." She started.

"I don't know Iris, I do have all this homework." He told her.

"Barry, we're in the same class so I know that assignment isn't due for a week." Iris responded.

"You're right." Barry admitted. "Let's do it."

Barry grabbed his script from his backpack and the two sat cross-legged across from each other on his bed.

"So what scene do you want to do?" Barry asked.

"Umm, let's start with the scene where they first meet." Iris said.

The two opened up their scripts to the correct page and began. Barry took hold of Iris' hand.

"If I profane with my unworthiest hand this holy shrine, the gentle sin is this: my lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand to smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss."

As they went on Barry remembered all the talk of kissing in the scene and started to get nervous. When they rehearsed with the cast, the two didn't actually kiss because they were still just reading through. What would happen now? Would it be weird? Finally it came to the line that preceded their first kiss in the script.

"Then move not, while my prayer's effect I take." Barry recited. He then looked awkwardly at the floor.

"Is everything ok Barry?" Iris asked.

"Umm yeah...it's just...in the script it says..." He stammered.

Iris smiled.

"It's fine. Just do it, it's not gonna kill you." She told him.

Barry took a deep breath, leaned in and kissed Iris. All those times he imagined kissing her and it was still even better than those imaginings had suggested. He backed away.

"See? It's ok." She assured him.

Iris, unlike Barry, had never really considered what the two of them kissing would feel like which meant the feelings she felt when they did were all the more surprising. Iris was a confident girl who didn't get nervous or flustered easily but when the two of them kissed she felt these overwhelming butterflies in her stomach. They two continued to rehearse and as they read they could still feel the sparks.

"Thus from my lips, by thine, my sin is purged." Barry said as he looked into her eyes.

"Then have my lips the sin that they have took?" Iris replied looking back at him.

"Sin from thy lips? O trespass sweetly urged! Give me my sin again."

And with that line Iris leaned in to kiss Barry once again and with the second time the sparks hadn't died but had only become brighter.