Small chapter to get from one part to another!
DISCLAIER: Don't own the characters, only the story.
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As Will and I walked off stage, being the last performance, other students were getting up and talking about, discussing their scenes with one another. Leo ran over to me, waving his hands in the air like a lunatic.
"Dude, that was sick!" he yelled, face full of enthusiasm.
"It was chill, I guess," I replied, shrugging it off.
I felt kind of uncomfortable wearing the over sized shirt that acted as a dress. I tugged at the bottom hem of it, trying to pull it down more over my legs. I feel like I almost belong at Coachella; just need a flower crown…
"Will! Nico!" the teacher called us. I waved to Leo as I walked over, still fidgeting with the shirt.
"Yes?" Will asked, wiping imaginary dust off of his blouse.
"You two are quite something, you know that?" she asked, holding her folder under her arms. "I know Will is good, but Nico, you really surprised me."
"You'd never believe that he only just learned his lines," Will spoke softly under his breath, but I heard him.
"Solace!" I hiss at him.
"But really, with your accent, it really brought the character alive."
"Woah, woah, woah. Wait a minute, accent?" I asked, confused, hands up in almost a defensive way.
"Yeah?" she questioned me, an uncertain look in her eyes.
I looked over at Will and back at the teacher, hoping one of them would explain just a little it more. When no one spoke, I spoke instead.
"I don't have an accent!" I protested.
"Well…" Will's voice drifted off, his eyes looking away.
"I don't!"
"Dude, you don't even say my name properly."
I looked at Will, unsure of what he meant.
"Yes I do. How can anyone say 'Will' wrong?" I asked, folding my arms.
"You just did."
"How?!"
"You say it like 'Weel'," Will said, stretching out the "E" noise, exaggerating it. "You have problem pronouncing soft 'I's."
"Will is right, you do pronounce your soft 'I's like that," the teacher chimed in.
"Really? Are you serious?"
Both of them nodded and I felt defeated. I had never noticed that I spoke different from everyone else. I just assumed that I had been in America long enough that I spoke like everyone else, but apparently not.
"Nico, have you ever thought about trying out for the next school play?"
I looked over at the teacher, not sure what she was getting at.
"Why – why would you want me to audition for the school play?"
"It would be wonderful to see you act again like you just did."
I shake my head. "I'm sorry, but – but I don't act."
"Well," she started, her face looking slightly disappointed, "it is sad to hear, but if you do end up changing your mind, please just let me know."
She waved bye as she walked away, leaving Will and I to stand by ourselves on stage, still in our Romeo and Juliet costumes.
"Okay, but really, I don't talk like that, do I?"
"Oh yeah, I didn't want to say anything but…"
"Seriously?!"
Will laughed at me, his shoulders shaking with the sudden appearance of a gently smile.
"It is quite cute," he said, crossing his arms.
"Fight me."
"Like, you don't even say my full name right. It's Will Solace, not 'Weel Soleece'."
I look him up and down, eyes squinted. "No…"
"Yes…"
We stayed silence for a small while before his friends called his over. He broke eye contact and walked over, leaving me standing in an oversized shirt on the stage by myself.
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"Hey, whatcha doing for Halloween?" Leo asked, lying on the ground in his mini 'office'.
"Oh, nothing much. Hazel and I usually marathon horror movies. She and I started this when we stopped trick-or-treating together."
"Ah."
Halloween was coming up, only a few nights away, and Leo and I were hanging out in the tech room with the distant sounds of wood being cut by electrical tools.
"And you?" I asked, closing my eyes, trying to relax just a bit.
"Dad and I are going to put on a haunted house. We do it almost every year."
"Fun."
"Oh yeah," he said, sitting up right. "Should have seen the look on some of the jocks' faces when they go through!" Leo took his hands and dragged them along his face, stretching his face back.
I find a smile make its way onto my face. Leo continues to stretch his face back, but he starts making faces, moving his face like a fish. My shoulders start to shake, my laugher becoming harder to keep in.
Leo's face starts to relax, his hands falling to support his weight behind him. When my shoulders relax, I find Leo staring at me, a small smirk on his face.
"What?" I ask him, raising a brow.
"Your happy again."
I eye him, looking him up and down.
"What? Don't look at me like that," he says, raising his hands in defense. "You've been really stressed lately. Its nice that your relaxing a bit."
I know where he's coming from, but has it really been that noticeable?
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"Hazel, what movies are you thinking we should watch?"
Hazel looks up at me, her eyes wide. She was sitting on the ground, in front of the couch. She had her phone in her lap and she was smiling down at it before she turned to look at me.
"Huh?"
"What movies do you want to watch on Halloween?" I ask her again, relaxing down on the couch. "I was thinking maybe we could watch some Tim Burton, 'little Corpse Bride, maybe-"
"Nico, well…" her voice trailed off, her eyes refusing to meet mine anymore.
"Hazel." I sit up, moving my body to angle her more.
"Nico, I don't think we can have our Halloween movie marathon…" her voice was timid and small.
I look at her, unsure of why she wouldn't be able to continue our tradition.
"Hazel, what do you mean? Ever since Father…"
"You remember Frank? He sort of asked me out on Halloween."
"Hazel, why didn't you tell me this?!" I ask her as I stand up off of the couch. I walk over to her and grab her hands, raising her to her feet.
"Nico, what are you-"
I cut her off with a giant hug, spinning her around as she laughs that sweet laugh that calms even the angriest of souls.
"Why didn't you say anything! This is incredible!"
"But I thought you would be mad," she says, her voice smaller. We still have our hands clasped together.
"Mad? Hazel, the only one mad is you! The fact that you thought I would be upset because of this is the crazy thing."
She leaned her head on my shoulder, pulling me into a tight hug. We stayed like this, enjoying life in its simpler time. I don't know what is to come, but it feels like nothing bad could ever come my way.
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See, quite small. But I know roughly what I'm doing after this, just thought I should write you guys a little something while I can. This one's fun to write. I can do what ever like with it so there isn't much boundaries I have to follow.
I hope you enjoy this story, I have great drama planned out for it and some different topics to cover!
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