Chapter 11

Seth decided to go try and wear something different on Monday. He knew Zoe would get a kick out of what he was wearing, she'd probably have some remark waiting to be said. But he didn't care, he was only thinking about what Mahea would think of it.

"Wow, nice clothes slick." Zoe teased, getting into the driver's seat.

Seth walked around the car to the passengers seat and got in. "Is that a compliment?" He asked, not looking for an answer.

Zoe shrugged. "It could be." She said.

"I think you look nice." Lulu smiled, looking at the back of Seth's head. Seth was wearing his usual blue jeans and converse shoes. What was different was that he was wearing a white shirt, with a light blue over shirt, instead of his black jacket and shirts. He also was missing his grey beanie which Mahea had.

Peter nodded happily. "Yep, Seth looks nice!" He said.

Seth turned around. "Thanks guys, at least some people think so." He said, smiling.

"Whoa! Nice clothes, I remember you used to wear this last year, or something." Dylan said at lunch.

Clarissa nodded. "Yeah, they do look familiar."

Mahea smiled. "I think you look nice Seth." She said, making Seth smile too.

"Thanks." He replied, and continued eating his lunch. He was thrilled Mahea complimented him on his clothes, since that was the main reason why he wore them.

"Oh, and I love seeing your blond hair." Mahea added, smiling brightly across the table to Seth.

Monday was the last day to rehearse and practice their skits, and most groups were doing last minute run-throughs and going over costumes and props. Dylan brought his costume, which was a combination of black dress pants, a black blazer, and a dark red shirt. He also brought a fake mustache he was willing to wear, and agreed to use the gloves Mahea bought. Seth found his dad's old dark blue suit, and brought along with him the hat he bought on Saturday. Mahea had her white apron and waitress hat she bought. She also found a dark red dress with sleeves she'd worn a few years ago to a family get-together, along with her mom's heels she found.

"This dress might be a little short though." Mahea said, holding it up against her body. It looked like five inches above her knees.

Kevin walked by and looked at Mahea. "Hey man, short dresses, they always work for me." He smirked.

Dylan smiled. "Yeah man, me too. What about you Seth?" He said, nudging Seth in his side, making him look away and blush.

Mahea turned to Shane who was walking around the room. "Would it be okay to wear this?" She asked. "It might be a little too short."

"Well, is it realistic to your scene?" He asked, she nodded. "Then it's up to you. You do want this to be as accurate as you can make it." He told her then continued walking around the room.

Dylan nodded his head. "He makes a good point. I say wear it." He commented then looked at Seth. "What about you Seth? Do you think Mahea should wear that short, yet beautiful dress?" He smirked.

"Sure." Seth said quietly, still blushing, making Dylan laugh.

Tuesday came too quickly, and all the groups were excited to present their skits to the class. The two groups with four students in it presented their scenes first then the four groups with three members went after them. Dylan, Seth and Mahea were assigned to go last. Unfortunately, there wasn't enough time on Tuesday to have all the groups go, so the last two groups went on Wednesday.

"I think this dress is too short." Mahea said to Seth as the previous group walked off the stage.

He looked to her and smiled. "You look fine." He said, making her smile as well.

"Okay guys, now our last group is Dylan, Seth and Mahea." Shane announced as the class clapped their hands and watched the three juniors make their way onto the stage. Dylan and Mahea set up the tables according to their scene as Seth told the class about their plot, setting, and the characters. The three of them looked at each and mentally wished each other good luck then began their scene.

"Oh c'mon," Mahea said, gazing into Seth's eyes, even though he was looking past her. Mahea looked over to Dylan who nodded his head. "Just one cup of beer? We server the best in the town." Mahea said.

Seth kept staring past Mahea. "No thanks." He said in a monotone voice.

Mahea moved Seth's hand and sat on his lap, taking her hand and forcing him to turn towards her. "Please, just for me?" She asked sweetly, batting her eyelashes.

Seth couldn't help but feel that he really was in a 1940's movie, being the stubborn cop that had a young attractive waitress flaunting herself at him in a bar. Mahea kept looking at his face, never taking her eyes off him. Seth slowly lifted the corner of his lips.

"Maybe just one." He told her.

Mahea got up, her dress showing more leg than she wanted it to and casually pulled it down and smiled at Seth. "Comin' right up." She said, and walked to the far end of the stage.

Seth wasn't sure if this was in or out or character, but he followed Mahea with his eyes, watching her walk away in her black high heels and short cut red dress.

Their scene ended rather quickly, with the class applauding them. The rest of the class time was a free period, where everyone talked with one another about their scenes.

"That was really good you guys." Shane said to Seth and Mahea as they returned from changing. Their clothes

Mahea smiled. "Thanks." She said. "I hope I did okay. Being my first performance at this school."

Shane nodded. "You did great." He looked at Seth. "And you've still got your touch." He said, playfully punching Seth's shoulder.

"Thanks." Seth said, as he and Mahea then turned to go talk with their friends.

Shane announced that he'd be giving out the scripts to their upcoming production later that week. Everyone was excited to hear this news, since they all wanted to know what production Shane picked. Shane advised them to start thinking of a monologue they'd be willing to do for their audition on Friday.

After lunch on Thursday, Seth walked with Mahea to her next class. At this point, he still wasn't sure if they were officially going out or not, but he didn't want to bring up that topic at school, so he thought of something else to ask her.

"I wanted to know if you wouldn't mind hanging around school tomorrow afternoon." He said, fumbling with his backpack straps.

"Tomorrow?" She questioned.

Seth smiled. "Yeah, I have this project for my photography class, and I though I could take pictures…of you." He said, hoping she wouldn't find that weird.

Mahea nodded. "Sure." She smiled. "After school?" She asked.

Seth nodded. "Yeah." He said, relived she said yes.

Friday was a big day for those 20 students in theatre performance. They had all come to class prepared with their monologues, and ready to perform it in front of Shane. While one student was inside auditioning, the rest were to wait outside until they were called in. The monologues were to be from two to four minutes long, so that everyone would be able to get their audition in during class time. Shane took a little longer than he thought on deciding who would get what part that he had to keep the students after the bell rang to end school, but they didn't mind.

"So, first of all," Shane began. "You all did a wonderful job with your auditions." He smiled. "Give yourselves a hand." He said, as he joined in with his class and clapped his hand. "Now, I'm proud to present to you, our first production of the year," He said, as many students held their breaths. "Hey, Teach!" Shane smiled, holding up the script in his hand.

"What's that?" Reggie asked, as other students questioned it as well.

"Yeah, I've never heard of that." Keith added.

Shane smiled. "It's not a very well-known play. This play, Hey, Teach! is about a first year high school teacher. A news article goes into the school newspaper, complaining about the lunches, and this new teacher, Miss Douglas sides with the students. It's a very humorous and comical play with characters you'll all love." He said.

"Okay, sounds cool." Clarissa said as her classmates nodded their heads in agreement.

"Okay guys." Shane said, as everyone settled down. Shane then announced who will be playing what part in their upcoming production. Julie got the part of the teacher, Miss Audrey Douglas, Reggie was assigned the part of Jazz Martin, a student who couldn't help but stay on probation.

Shane smiled. "Seth." He called, making Seth jerk his head up. "You get the part of Jock Harden." He tossed Seth a copy of the script.

Seth nodded. "Okay." He replied, and started flipping through our book.

Shane passed out a few more scripts then turned to Mahea. "And Mahea, last but not least." He said, and picked up the last copy of the script. "You'll be playing Angel Thompson, the class heartthrob." He said, making other students turn towards him to listen. "Who all the girls wanna be, and all the guys wanna date." He chuckled and gave Mahea the script.

"Cool." She smiled, and looked at the cover of her script.

"Okay you guys, I kept you long enough. So start reading through your scripts, and we'll start getting into it next week." Shane said, then the students made their way out of the class.

Seth and Mahea gathered their things up and headed out of the class. "So, you excited?" Seth asked Mahea.

"Yeah, I mean, this play sounds really fun." She smiled. "Can you believe your part's a jock? Star basketball player!" She exclaimed.

Seth smiled, and shook his head. "No man, that's totally not me. So it'll be a challenge I guess." He looked at Mahea. "What about you? How do you feel about being the 'class heartthrob'?"

Mahea wrinkled her brow. "It'll be weird. I mean, playing a character that all the girls like, but don't like at the same time. And a character the guys are all after." She chuckled. "It's not me at all."

Seth smiled and looked at Mahea. "Are you sure? It seems a lot like you." Mahea looked at them, and they both shared that nice, sweet moment, staring into each others eyes.