Enobaria POV

The dismissal bell rang and we all screamed, throwing our papers to the air. It was the official beginning of Thanksgiving Break! Everyone was pumped with adrenaline, glad we wouldn't be having school for a whole fourteen days.

"Enobaria!" Gloss called. "Meet me at my house to rehearse."

"I'll be there soon," I told him. I wanted to talk to Brutus first about becoming friends. I looked for him everywhere until I found him eating Cashmere's face in the hallway. I stopped in my tracks. I'm glad he was making out with Cashmere, because that just reminded me that he hasn't changed. I'm sadder than mad at him. I told him a very personal thing a few days ago, thinking I could trust him. But I couldn't trust him after what he did.

I decided not to talk to him and just got into my car to go to Gloss's house. I knocked on the door, and Gloss answered. Gloss answered with a smile on his face. "Glad you found your way easily." We made our way to the basement where Cato was waiting for us. "Where's Brutus?"

"Last time I saw him he was eating your sister's face," I replied.

"Gross," Cato said.

"I was just wondering, but how is the audition going to happen?" I asked.

"It's going to take place in the theater like the rest," Gloss replied. "We're showing just clips of the acts. The full video and script will be sent to NYSA."

"Alright," I said before sighing.

"You seem tense," Cato said.

"Tense, maybe. Stressed, yes," I said. "I just have so much on my plate right now. I'm helping you with your audition; I'm helping out Katniss, Finnick, Cato, Marvel, Glimmer, Clove, Jo, Annie, Finn, and Peeta. Plus I'm dealing with family stuff."

"Wow, you just can't say no, can you?" Gloss asked.

"I'm happy to help out my friends with their auditions," I said. "Are you guys also auditioning to NYSA?"

"Yep," they replied in unison.

Finally, Brutus and Cashmere walked in. We didn't bring up their tardiness because we knew what they were doing. "Let's get this over with."

"Alright, let's finish the last act: Act IV," Gloss said. We sat down with our script in our hands. "This is when Blake confronts Dylan in the hallway and tells her how much he needs to be with her. Cato, rolling! And, action!"

(Blake grabs Dylan by the arm and pushes her against the wall, holding her arms up next to her.)

Dylan: What do you think you're doing?

Blake: I can't do this anymore.

Dylan: Do what anymore?

Blake: Not be able to be with you when I love you so much it hurts.

Dylan: Blake, the breakup was for the best. We're both safe from getting hurt.

Blake: We're both hurting. How can you do that to me? How can you just sit there and be beautiful; be perfect? How can you make me love you more than I already do? How can you make me love and hurt at the same time?

(Blake kisses Dylan full on the mouth. She kisses him back.)

THE END

"Cut!" Gloss called. "And that's a wrap!"

Brutus and I pulled away from the fake kiss. Tears began to form in my eyes, but I shrugged them off. The kiss felt so right. I felt sparks. I wasn't supposed to feel sparks; it was just a fake kiss. Why did I feel like this?

Gloss was jumping up and down like a little kid with a sugar rush. "I just need to put the acts together and choose clips from each act for the audition week video. We should celebrate!"

"We can't," Cato said. "Enobaria and I are going to work on me and Johanna's audition."

"Johanna just texted me; said she's on her way," I said. "We should get going; you do not want to see her when she's mad."

"I thought she was always mad," Gloss said. I shot him a playful glare. "I'm scared to see her when she really is mad."

"Yikes! We need to go, now!" Cato quickly put away his camera supplies.

I grabbed my bag. "Bye, Gloss! Good luck!"

"Thank you so much for your help." Gloss hugged me as a sign of thank you. I could see from the corner of my eyes that Cashmere rolled her eyes. She's still not happy with me taking her part, and she was definitely not happy with me kissing Brutus in the final act. I'm not happy about it either. Before Cato and I left, my eyes met Brutus's piercing blue ones. He was going to say something, but I turned away.

Cato and I grabbed our stuff and got into my car, since Cato carpooled to Gloss's house. We got to the studio as soon as possible because we didn't want to keep Johanna waiting. We walked in to see Johanna was already warming up. I set up the music while Cato set up his camera. After three hours of working, we finally finished the dance. We did a mix of hip hop/jazz. It was so Johanna's style; hip and edgy.

After I dropped Cato at his house, I drove to mine. I walked in only to hear my mom and dad screaming at each other while my brother locked himself in his room. I mentally slapped myself for doing the same as him.