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Warning: There is some real Shakespeare in this chapter, but I included translations!

Freddie POV 4:00PM Day 9

I watch the last of the drama people leave, waiting until the door closes behind them before pulling our scripts out of my backpack. Sam gets up from one of the seats in the front row, climbing onto the stage easily. She strolls over lazily and takes the script that I hold out for her.

"How are we supposed to memorize this if we practice with the scripts?" She asks, flipping through the pages.

"Well, we go through the scene once with the script, but then one person tries to do all their lines without the script while the other one has a script and makes sure they do it all right. Then we switch." I explain, watching as Sam pauses on a page. "Do you want to do that scene?" I ask, stepping closer to get a look. Sam pulls the script away before I can see what scene she was reading, holding it to her chest.

"We can't really do this scene Fredwad. It's Romeo and Rosaline." She explains, turning her attention back to the script. I scrunch my eyebrows together in confusion and flip through my script until I find the scene.

"Ms. Esposito gave Carly a speaking part?" I ask, remembering that Rosaline isn't even usually shown in productions of Romeo and Juliet.

"Yep." Sam points at one of Rosaline's lines and laughs. "She's rejecting you. Shouldn't be anything new then." She laughs again and I shake my head, amused and annoyed at the same time.

"Nice, Sam. You're such a great friend." I say sarcastically, careful not to fumble on the word 'friend'. Sam smiles, looking up at me and cocking one of her eyebrows.

"That I am." She looks down at her script, still smiling, and hums while she flips through the pages. I stare at her, grinning like an idiot. Being with Sam when we aren't fighting made me feel extremely buoyant, like I was floating. I look down at my script again, still smiling, and flip through the pages. I arrive at Act II, Scene 6 and, without thinking, speak.

"Hey, Sam do you want to get married?" I ask, glancing up at her. Sam's hand freezes on the page she's reading, her eyes slowly rising to rest on my face.

"What?" She asks in shock, her voice catching. I raise my eyebrows and point at my script.

"Do you want do the scene where Romeo and Juliet get married?" I clarify, wondering what was up with her. Sam's eyes drop back to her script, hiding her expression.

"Oh, right. Um...sure, I guess." Sam's voice is off and I wonder what I had said to upset her. She flips through the pages until she finds the page that I'm talking about. "It doesn't look very long. Okay, let's do it."

"I'll be Friar Lawrence, too." I tell her. Sam nods once, her eyes never leaving her script. I clear my throat and look down at my script.

"So smile the heavens upon this holy act

That after-hours with sorrow chide us not!"

Translation: May heaven smile upon this holy ceremony, and may sorrow never punish us for it in days to come.

I had lowered my voice dramatically to indicate that I was the Friar, switching to my normal voice when I speak again.

"Amen, amen! But come what sorrow can,

It cannot countervail the exchange of joy

That one short minute gives me in her sight.

Do thou but close our hands with holy words,

Then love-devouring death do what he dare.

It is enough I may but call her mine."

Translation: Amen, amen! But whatever sorrow may come, it can never outweigh the joy from one short minute of seeing her. Just join our hands in holy matrimony, then love consuming death can do whatever it dares. It's enough that I can call her mine.

I speak slowly, wishing that the words I spoke were true. When I finish, I glance up and catch Sam watching me. Her eyes are filled with the last emotion I expect: longing. She really is an amazing actress.

Sam POV 4:15PM Day 9

I quickly turn back to my script when Freddie catches me staring at him. I try to hold myself together as Freddie prepares to lower his voice to portray Friar Lawrence. I only needed to last until my line, and then I could let myself go.

"These violent delights have violent ends,

And in their triumph die; like fire and powder,

Which, as they kiss, consume"

Translation: These violent passions have violent ends and die at their peak, like fire and gunpowder, which as they meet, destroy themselves.

Freddie falters, clearing his throat before continuing. I keep my eyes on my script, waiting for my chance to release some of the emotion that I was keeping pent up.

"Which, as they kiss, consume. The sweetest honey

Is loathsome in his own deliciousness,

And in the taste confounds the appetite,

Therefore love moderately: long love doth so;

Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow.

Here comes the lady. O, so light a foot.

Will ne'er wear out the everlasting flint.

A lover may bestride the gossamer

That idles in the wanton summer air

And yet not fall; so light is vanity."

Translation: Which, as they meet, destroy themselves. The sweetest honey is so delicious that it overfills the appetite. Therefore, love in moderation if you want to endure. In the long run, the hasty arrive no sooner than the slow. [Juliet enters] Here comes the lady. Her feet will never wear out life's hard road! A lover can walk across the gossamer strands of spiders' webs as they drift in the summer air, and still not fall: so insubstantial are the pleasures of this world.

Freddie seems to have recovered from his fumble earlier, reading the rest of the script cleanly. My next line is supposed to be directed at Friar Lawrence, so I push down all of my emotion and pretend I'm not addressing Freddie.

"Good even to my ghostly confessor."

Translation: Good afternoon.

I keep my eyes on my script, knowing that looking at Freddie with force some type of emotion into my voice. He clears his throat and prepares to lower his voice again.

"Romeo shall thank thee, daughter, for us both."

Translation: Romeo will thank you, daughter, on our behalf. [Romeo kisses her]

I follow Freddie's progress with my script, not peeking ahead. That's why we both reach the stage direction at the same time and look up at each other awkwardly. I blink, noticing for the first time that Freddie is a lot closer than I remembered. Freddie seems to notice this for the first time as well, frowning while he backs away. "How are we going to do it?" He asks, rubbing the back of his neck and letting his script fall to his side. My heart skips a beat before restarting faster than ever.

"Do what?" I ask, feigning confusion. Freddie avoids my eyes, staring out into the sea of red chairs. I turn my eyes to the chairs as well, finding it easier to look at than Freddie.

"How are we going to kiss?" He finally says after a long silence. My breathing picks up to match my heart rate and I chew on my lip nervously. Freddie looks away from the empty chairs and focuses on me. His gaze seems to physically heat my skin and I feel my face flush. I refuse to look at him, still staring out at where all of the people will sit to come watch us.

"It isn't us that are going to be kissing." I say, hoping that he'll buy in. I feel him frown in confusion and I continue. "It's Romeo and Juliet kissing. Not us." I finally shift my eyes to him, catching his thoughtful expression.

"You're absolutely right." He agrees and I nod, turning back to my script. "So…" Freddie begins, waiting for me to look up at him again. I oblige, immediately wary of his sarcastic smile and his raised eyebrow. I'm pretty sure it's a mix between his sexy face and his about-to-tell-you-a-joke face, but let's just say that I wasn't exactly able to think clearly. "Are we Romeo and Juliet right now?" He finishes, winking at me. I roll my eyes, unable to hold back a laugh. Freddie laughs with me and I hit him playfully on the arm with my script.

"Very funny. Now let's get back to work."

Carly POV 7:15AM Day 10

"Okay, Shay. Why did you call an emergency meeting this morning?" Wendy asks tiredly, lounging back in her chair at the head of the table. I resist the urge to yell at her, keeping my voice down in the library. I had been trying to figure out her angle with Pete all of last night, and she was going to tell me now.

"I know about Pete." These four words create a surprising amount of action among the gossip girls. Mya and Emily exchange a loaded look before turning to look at Candice. Wendy leans forward in her chair and rests her elbows on the table. Heather looks down at the table guiltily and Lacy stares at me with a poker face. Paige leans forward and puts her chin in her hands, watching Candice carefully. Tasha gives a small gasp and turns to Candice, patting her shoulder reassuringly. I watch the scene in confusion, noticing how much attention is given to Candice. "Why are you all focusing on Candice? Isn't Wendy like the pack leader or whatever?" I ask before thinking, not missing Wendy's huff of annoyance. Candice raises her eyes from the table and takes a deep breath before focusing on me.

"Because Pete is MY boyfriend."

DUN DUN DUNNNN! Did you see that one coming? My fav part of this chapter? Hmm...Sam's denial or Candice's boyfriend. What was your favorite part? Did you not have a favorite part cuz it was so terrible? How am I supposed to know if you don't review. :(

Next chapter is probably going to be up this weekend, but I'm probably only going to be able to post once a week or once every two weeks because I'm going back to school Wendesday.

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