I walked down the halls of Beaufort High once again, but this time with a song in my heart. Or head! HEAD, because I did NOT like Landon Carter. No siree. I was just excited because he had done so great with his lines, I could tell the play would be great this year. And that was all.
*Goodness of the play, that's all it is* I thought to myself.
*Liar* the little voice in my head threw out. I hated that voice. But all feelings of dislike faded when I saw Landon standing in the halls up against the lockers with his friends. I recalled the previous afternoon, when he had came over to my house to get help with his lines for the play.
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"Ready?" I had asked him, walking down the stairs with my script in hand.
"Yeah...let's go" Landon muttered back, and I lead him to the backyard.
I pulled the screen door back, and lead him towards the swing further back, away from the house. There was a table and chair set by the swing, and I sat down in one of the chairs. He followed suit, sitting across from me.
"So.....Which part do you want to start at?" Landon asked me.
"How about scene 14, I'll play Caroline" I spoke back.
I waited for him to open up his script and when he looked ready, I started with my lines.
"You promised me, Tommy. No more of your no good nick schemes. You promised me we'd go to Paris" I said, in character fully now.
Landon however wasn't that sure.
"L-Listen.....I'm not gonna.....sit on my keister, and watch all the...fat cats in this town get rich....t-trust me, this is a sure thing" he said.
An hour and a half later we were rehearsing the last scene we were going to, the scene right before my solo.
"...Your face....you look so framiler. Like this dame I once knew, except that wasn't real, it was a dream" Landon said. He had gotten pretty good, and I was surprised by his skill thus far. Not to say he didn't need some practice.
"Tell me about this dream girl" I said back.
"I......don't remember.....all I know....is that you're beautiful"
Maybe it was the way that he said it. He said it with such honesty and sincerness, he almost made me believe it. The way he looked at me when he said that, made my heart skip a beat. I shook my head. The only problem was that he was only acting.
*Only acting girl* I thought.
He looked at his watch, and looked back up at me.
"Hey I gotta take off, my mom needs me to wash her car for her today" Landon said.
"MMkay" I replied, semi smiling.
"Same time tomorrow??" he asked
"Yeah. We can pick up there" I replied.
"Okay. Seeya later than" Landon said, starting to make his way towards the backyard gate, to avoid running into my father again I supposed.
"Bye!" I called out, but I wasn't sure if he heard me because he didn't reply.
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Figuring now we were friends, or at least semi-civil towards eachother, I decided that I would go up and say hi.
"Hey Carter, so I'll see you after school?" I said, once I walked up to him. It hit me that it was likely he didn't tell his friends about his visit the day before and I got a bit nervous on what he would say.
He shrugged. "In your dreams" he remarked, giving me a slightly dirty look. His friends laughed slightly.
I nodded my head in understanding, and of course pain. But I tried to mask the second emotion.
I walked away slowly, hearing his friends still laughing, and Eric asked me where my sweater was, in a mocking tone.
I ran to the bathroom once I was out of sight from Landon and the others. I thought that he had changed. I thought he had some good in him. I was wrong.
And as I cried quietly in the bathroom, chanting *Don't like him* in my head just didn't help anymore.
*Goodness of the play, that's all it is* I thought to myself.
*Liar* the little voice in my head threw out. I hated that voice. But all feelings of dislike faded when I saw Landon standing in the halls up against the lockers with his friends. I recalled the previous afternoon, when he had came over to my house to get help with his lines for the play.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Ready?" I had asked him, walking down the stairs with my script in hand.
"Yeah...let's go" Landon muttered back, and I lead him to the backyard.
I pulled the screen door back, and lead him towards the swing further back, away from the house. There was a table and chair set by the swing, and I sat down in one of the chairs. He followed suit, sitting across from me.
"So.....Which part do you want to start at?" Landon asked me.
"How about scene 14, I'll play Caroline" I spoke back.
I waited for him to open up his script and when he looked ready, I started with my lines.
"You promised me, Tommy. No more of your no good nick schemes. You promised me we'd go to Paris" I said, in character fully now.
Landon however wasn't that sure.
"L-Listen.....I'm not gonna.....sit on my keister, and watch all the...fat cats in this town get rich....t-trust me, this is a sure thing" he said.
An hour and a half later we were rehearsing the last scene we were going to, the scene right before my solo.
"...Your face....you look so framiler. Like this dame I once knew, except that wasn't real, it was a dream" Landon said. He had gotten pretty good, and I was surprised by his skill thus far. Not to say he didn't need some practice.
"Tell me about this dream girl" I said back.
"I......don't remember.....all I know....is that you're beautiful"
Maybe it was the way that he said it. He said it with such honesty and sincerness, he almost made me believe it. The way he looked at me when he said that, made my heart skip a beat. I shook my head. The only problem was that he was only acting.
*Only acting girl* I thought.
He looked at his watch, and looked back up at me.
"Hey I gotta take off, my mom needs me to wash her car for her today" Landon said.
"MMkay" I replied, semi smiling.
"Same time tomorrow??" he asked
"Yeah. We can pick up there" I replied.
"Okay. Seeya later than" Landon said, starting to make his way towards the backyard gate, to avoid running into my father again I supposed.
"Bye!" I called out, but I wasn't sure if he heard me because he didn't reply.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Figuring now we were friends, or at least semi-civil towards eachother, I decided that I would go up and say hi.
"Hey Carter, so I'll see you after school?" I said, once I walked up to him. It hit me that it was likely he didn't tell his friends about his visit the day before and I got a bit nervous on what he would say.
He shrugged. "In your dreams" he remarked, giving me a slightly dirty look. His friends laughed slightly.
I nodded my head in understanding, and of course pain. But I tried to mask the second emotion.
I walked away slowly, hearing his friends still laughing, and Eric asked me where my sweater was, in a mocking tone.
I ran to the bathroom once I was out of sight from Landon and the others. I thought that he had changed. I thought he had some good in him. I was wrong.
And as I cried quietly in the bathroom, chanting *Don't like him* in my head just didn't help anymore.
