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"Alright everyone, calm down, take your seats," Mr. Hacker called out to the students. Everyone sat down, and their voices lowered to the occasional whisper.
"Thank you! Now, can I have," Mr. Hacker looked down at his clip board, "Clary Fray, Jace Wayland, Aline Penhallow, and Kaelie Jacobs come up to the stage please?"
I stood up and walked down the aisle to the stage stairs. Aline and Kaelie followed behind me, but I ignored the looks I knew they were giving me behind my back. We all walked to the center of the stage and stood next to Mr. Hacker.
"Good, now Ms. Fray, can I have you stand," he moved to a spot on the left side of the stage, "right here. And Mr. Wayland come stand," he moved to another spot next to where I was supposed to stand, "here. Ms. Penhallow and Ms. Jacobs, I need you to go off stage a little." They moved back to stand next to the stairs, and Mr. Hacker smiled. "Perfect."
We had gone through the first week just sitting and reading over the play. Then the week after that we started to actually act out the scenes. We were on the second scene in the second act.
"Now, this is the scene where we introduce the Kemp Sisters, Ms. Jacobs and Ms. Penhallow. You ladies will come onto the center stage when it's your cue and say your lines. Alright, Ms. Fray, Mr. Wayland, the scene starts with you two running errands for Mr. Miller. Outside a shop you meet the Kemp Sisters, Alice and Miranda," Mr. Hacker told us, reading off of his clip board. "Okay, let's get started!"
I took a deep breath and glanced over at Jace. His expression was no longer bored, he was ready. I noticed Aline was scowling at me. She narrowed her eyes when we made eye contact, and I quickly looked away.
"Alright, your start Ms. Fray," Mr. Hacker told me as he moved off stage. I nodded, and he gave me the cue to start.
"'What I don't understand,'" I said to Jace as we started to walk to center stage, "'is why you had to come with me.'" He rolled his eyes, playing the part, and looked down at me.
"'Can't you just thank me and move on? What I don't understand is why you hate me so much,'" he replied. I sighed as we reached the center of the stage. Jace stopped and turned to face me.
"'I never said I hated you,'" I told him, "'you just know how to get on my nerves.'" Jace chuckled and shook his head.
"'It's a gift,'" he replied smugly. I huffed and started to walk again, "running" into Kaelie.
"'Hey, watch it!'" she yelled.
"'Sorry,'" I mumbled, pretending to reach down and pick up what Kaelie "dropped". She reached out and grabbed the air in my hands.
"'You should be,'" Aline sneered, coming up next to Kaelie. It was unbelievable how accurate this play was. This could have happened in the school hallways on any given day.
"'Hey, it was an accident,'" Jace said beside me. Kaelie's eyes landed on Jace, and she got this look on her face that I've seen on many girls' faces whenever they see Jace. But I don't think Kaelie really had to act to obtain that look.
"'Oh, and who might you be?'" she asked politely, batting her eyelashes. If this had been real life, I would have gagged.
"'Will O'Connell,'" he said dully. Kaelie batted her eye lashes again and smiled a big, cheesy smile. She held out her hand delicately to shake his, but Jace ignored it, and Kaelie awkwardly dropped it to her side.
"'Nice to meet you, I'm Alice Kemp, and this is my sister Miranda,'" Kaelie said, gesturing to Aline. Aline smiled and also eyed Jace.
Jace nodded and grabbed my arm.
"'Well, we better get going, we have errands to run,'" he told the two girls. Kaelie's smile faltered a little.
"'Do you have to leave so soon? We could go have coffee, or get something to eat? Your . .. friend probably wouldn't mind running the errands alone,'" she flirted. Jace shook his head.
"'We really are busy,'" he replied stiffly, dragging me past the girls.
"'Okay . . . but maybe we'll see you again. Bye!'" Kaelie called after us. Jace pretended to ignore them as he pulled me off the side of the stage.
Kaelie turned to look at Aline.
"'Somebody has a crush,'" Aline joked.
"'Well, can you blame me? Did you see him? And who was that ugly girl he was with?'" she asked, glaring in my direction. I couldn't help but feel as if she meant it. Knowing her, she did.
"'Who cares, she's probably nothing,'" Aline replied. Kaelie nodded, flipping her hair over her shoulder.
"'Probably. Hm . . . Will,'" she said, testing the name on her tongue. She looked off to where Jace and I were standing. "'I will see him again. And hopefully soon.'"
Kaelie turned back to Aline and linked her arm though hers.
"'Come, Sister, we have more shopping to do.'" Aline smiled and they walked off stage.
"Great job, you four!" Mr. Hacker said. We all met back in the center of the stage. "Now, you know when we actually present the show, you will go backstage instead of just standing off to the side." We nodded.
We ran through the next few scenes while the crew worked on building the set. For awhile we focused on practicing with lighting, and then we worked a little with props. So far, the play seemed to be running along smoothly, a lot more smoothly than I thought working with Jace would.
Mr. Hacker once again came to the middle of the stage to address us all. "Good! That's all for today. Thank you everyone! Fabulous job!" He clapped again and took his exit.
I walked down the stairs with Jace following behind me.
"Good job, Fray," he said. He stuck his hands in his pockets as we walked out of the auditorium.
"Thanks, you too," I told him. There was another awkward silence, and Jace cleared his throat.
"Okay . . . see you tomorrow then." I nodded and he walked off. I watched him go and shook my head, sighing.
Jace was weird. Some moments he's actually nice, others he just annoys the hell out of me.
I walked to my car (which I finally got back last week) and sat in the driver's side. I put the key in and turned it, listening to the engine purr.
"Good car," I said, stroking the dashboard.
I pulled out of my space and drove home.
Oh God, that was short. D: Sorry, but it was taking me a while to update, and I had to send in an update. Besides, there's not much to this chapter anyway.
So, we got further into the play. I'm basing what they're doing off what we did for our play. (First just reading over the lines and then acting them out multiple times). Thanks for reading! My next update will hopefully be longer. Stupid ass writer's block. -_-