"Are you sure you're not going to audition?" 14-year-old Olive St. James asked 15-year-old Maya Hummel-Anderson as she signed up for the fall play auditions.

"No way," Maya said, sticking a grape sucker in her mouth. "You know I'm a backstage crew kinda gal."

"Your dads would love it if you were in the play for a change!" Olive exclaimed.

"If I audition it won't automatically mean I would get in," Maya said. "You're no stranger to how 'show business' works," Maya used air quotes and Olive laughed at the sarcastic way she said "show business."

Olive and Maya had a unique relationship to say the least. Olive was the daughter of Broadway actors Jesse and Rachel Berry St. James. The pair had been high school sweethearts and now married, balanced their work with raising Olive and her 2-year-old sister, Clementine.

Maya was the daughter of Kurt Hummel and Blaine Anderson, Rachel and Jesse's longtime friends. While she and Olive were also good friends, because Rachel had been the egg donor (and surrogate mother) to Maya, this also made her Olive and Clementine's half-sister.

Olive and Maya hadn't always been close. Up until about five years earlier, the two couldn't stand to be in the same room together. But after Maya spent some time at the St. James house while her dads were on vacation, the two bonded and were now inseparable.

Olive was following in her parents' footsteps and constantly auditioning for shows. If she wasn't in a play or musical, she was taking voice or ballet lessons. Maya on the other hand, despite also having very theatrical parents, preferred to be behind the scenes when it came to theatre.

"Do you have any more of those?" Olive asked, eyeing her sister's sucker.

Maya took her backpack off and started rummaging through it.

"Orange, tangerine, or strawberry?" Maya asked Olive.

"Ooh…strawberry," Olive replied. Maya tossed her the sucker which Olive quickly unwrapped and popped in her mouth.

"Oli, there's something you should understand about high school theatre here at Larkin Academy," Maya said.

"Oh really, what's that?" Olive asked, savoring her sucker.

"It's super competitive," Maya said.

"So was the middle school theatre," Olive shrugged. "Can it really be that much different? It's all one school."

"Yes, but this is the big leagues we're talking about here," Maya retorted. "It's rare that freshmen get cast in lead roles."

"I don't need to be a lead role," Olive said. "I just want to get my foot in the door - get on good terms with the director."

"Hmm...we'll I can't tell you anything about the director. She's new this year. The old one was fired, but the school never revealed why," Maya said.

"She must've done something nefarious!" Olive exclaimed.

Maya shook her head. "Don't go jumping to conclusions, now," she couldn't help but chuckle at her sister's dramatics.

"What's the play this year, anyway?" Maya changed the subject.

"It's called 'Marian's Garden' the director wrote it herself I believe," Olive replied.

"Interesting…she's a playwright, too. Maya pulled out her phone to check the time. "Well, we should get going. Our parents are probably wondering what tomfoolery we're up to now," Maya playfully elbowed Olive who grinned and followed her sister out of the school.