Tori was exhausted that morning. It had been impossible for her to sleep after talking to Jade all night. She just stayed awake, thinking, worrying about everything that Jade had told her. Jade had practically spilled her soul to Tori that night, but nothing had changed. When Tori arrived at school that morning, Jade was her typical irritable, moody self. She even got an attitude when Tori said "Hi" to her that morning.

"Hey, good morning, Jade."

"Fuck off, Vega." Jade then proceeded to slam her locker door and walk away.
Tori just could not catch a break. Having any kind of relationship with the girl was like riding a rollercoaster blindfolded. You didn't know when the dips or twists and turns were coming until they hit you. In the side. Tori remembered that the bruise that Jade had given her was still aching. She decided to go to the nurses office and get some ice or something.

"Good morning, class!" Sikowitz burst into the room, holding his usual coconut and wearing his usual hippie hobo clothes. He stood in his usual place on stage and began lecturing in his usual way about some acting method. Jade wasn't paying attention, as usual, and today was just a usual day. Or was it? It was. It really was.

Jade couldn't help but look over at Tori through the corner of her eye. The girl was leaning forward in her seat, hanging on Sikowitz's every word. The Latina was wearing skinny jeans, knee-high boots and a low-cut blouse today, Jade couldn't help but notice. A really low cut blouse.

Tori looked over to catch the goth girl staring. Jade tried to recover by coughing and looking away, but she was discovered. Tori made a face at Jade and looked down, wondering what she was staring at. What is she staring at? Do I have a stain on my shirt or something? Did she flick a booger on me? Tori shuddered at the memory of when Trina did that to her.

"What?" Tori mouthed at Jade, still wondering why the girl had been staring at her. Jade shrugged her shoulders and directed her attention at Sikowitz, though she still wasn't paying much attention until...

"Now, I have an announcement, class. I am directing another play this month and I wanted to know who was interested in being in it."

"Can I star in it?" Jade raised her hand.

"Uh, I think it's time that I got to star in one of Sikowitz's plays." Andre interjected.

"Why are you talking?" Jade responded, and soon the entire class had joined in on the bickering.

"Quiet! Quiet! Shhh! Shhhh! Hush class!" Sikowitz calmed the class down and got them to shut up. "You all will be picking your parts..." Sikowitz walked over to his desk behind the stage and grabbed a shoebox full of slips of paper, "from my magic box of... roles!"

Sikowitz walked to Andre first and had him pull a slip of paper from the box. Andre read his aloud, "Tommy. Ten year old identical twin brother of Carter."

"Beck. Pick a role." Sikowitz shoved the box in Beck's face.

"Umm.. Carter. Ten year old identical twin brother of Tommy. I guess we're twins." He looked over at Andre.

"Then Momma's got some explainin' to do." Andre crossed his arms and looked at Jade, who was currently selecting her role.

"Nancy Swain, mother of Tommy and Carter, loving wife of Walter Swain."

Sikowitz passed over Robbie with the box, handing it over to Tori. "Oh, uh.. Walter Swain, astronaut, father of Tommy and Carter, doting husband of... Nancy?" Both Tori and Jade made disgusted faces. Well, Jade really just faked hers. "I'll just choose another..." Tori motioned to place her hand in the box when Sikowitz pulled it away.

"No! The box. Has. Spoken!" Sikowitz carried the box back to his desk while Tori and Jade sat and sulked.

"I don't want to play her wife!"

"I don't want to play her husband!"

But they shall.

AN: Sorry I didn't update twice yesterday as promised, I was actually able to leave the house, but I'm here now! You know the drill, disclaimer, constructive criticism, yadda yadda. Sorry if the quotes from the show aren't extremely accurate, I mostly paraphrased as I haven't seen that episode in a while. Next chapter will be about the rehearsal, Nozu, and such. When it comes to the actual play, I'll be taking some artistic liberties. Anyway, enough of me running my mouth, or hands, or whatever. See ya'll when I see ya.