Ava's POV:

"And…CUT!"

Christian let go of me, and smiled. "You were great." He whispered.

"That was great you guys. Send the next pair in!" the director shouted. The assistant hurried over and escorted us out of the auditorium.

"You were really good Christian." I said.

"Thanks. So…what do you want to do?" He asked, holding the door open for me.

"I was planning on going out to eat. What do you want to do?"

"Food sounds good. Where do you want to go? I feel live Olive Garden."

I spun my head around to face him. "Olive Garden?"

He nodded and raised an eyebrow. "Yeah, Olive Garden. What of it?"

"Isn't that place for like…couples? And isn't it pretty expensive?" I asked him, waiting for his response.

"Not really, and no, it isn't that expensive."

I nodded. "I see."

"Well where do you wanna eat?" he asked, looking away from me.

"If you really want to eat at Olive Garden, then you can…"

"And ditch you? No way. Come on! I'm paying."

"No Christian, you paid for my taxi ride AND yours. If anything, I should be paying."

He shrugged. "Let's go!"

He grabbed my hand and we ran across the street while cars honked and screeched to a stop.

"Christian! We weren't supposed to cross the street yet!" I shouted, my voice full of fear.

"Who cares? I'm hungry!"

We ran for 3 blocks, and finally ended up at an Olive Garden. "Ah, finally." He said.

We walked inside, and a waitress smiled at us. "Welcome to Olive Garden. Table for two?"

Christian nodded without hesitation. I was still trying to catch my breath.

"Okay then, follow me."

She led us to a table on the 3rd floor next to a window. We could see the busy people of New York City rushing their way to places on the sidewalk.

As soon as Christian saw the menus, he grabbed one and said, "I know what I want."

I slowly turned toward him. "Dang. I haven't even picked up the menu yet."

He laughed. "Slowpoke."

I smiled and rolled my eyes, and looked through the menu. I didn't want anything super expensive, so I decided to stick with a salad.

"Hello, my name is Christina. I'll be serving you today. Can I start you off with something to drink?"

Christian motioned for me to go first. "I'll take a water."

"I'll have a coke please, thanks." He was gawking at Christina, and I have to admit, I was a little bit jealous.

"Alright, I'll be right back with those drinks. Would you like to start off with any appetizers?"

"Mozzarella sticks!" Christian responded.

"Alright. I'll put in that order." She smiled at him and walked away.

I looked down at my hands. "What's wrong?" I heard him ask.

Looking up at him, I shook my head. "Nothing."

"My goodness, Ava, are you jealous?" He said, in a girl voice.

I couldn't help but laugh. "I have to admit, yeah, I was. A little. Just a little."

"Well, she ain't got nothing on you." I blushed, and then felt my phone vibrate.

1 new message

From: Lena

Hey, how was the audition?

I sighed and typed my reply.

It was great. I met a guy named Christian in the taxi, and he auditioned with me. It was fun.

"Is everything okay?" Christian asked me.

I nodded. "Yeah."

1 new message

From: Lena

You auditioned with someone else?

I read the message and rolled my eyes.

Well you didn't come. It was going to happen anyway.

She never replied.

"Here are your drinks, and your mozzarella sticks." Christina placed the tray of cheese sticks right in the center of the table, and Christian grabbed a handful.

She laughed and said, "Are you two ready to order?" She never even glanced at me. I mean, how old was she anyway? She had to be at least twenty. So why was she hitting on a fourteen-year-old?

Christian motioned for me to order first. Christina looked kind of annoyed, but turned to me anyway.

"What do you want?"

Um, rude much? "I'll just have a salad." I stated, glaring at her. She immediately looked away from me and looked at Christian.

"And you?"

I tuned out of their conversation and started going through my phone, so I could at least look like I was doing something.

When Christina finally walked away from the table, I looked around at all the angry customers. Apparently, she was waiting more than just us.

I rolled my eyes and looked out the window.

"Are you sure you're okay? You seem…mad about something."

"Nope. I'm perfectly fine. I'm just gonna…uh, powder my nose in the bathroom."

I smiled and raised an eyebrow as I got up and stalked into the bathroom. I was seriously considering not coming back to the table, so Christina could hog Christian all day.

But after I finished being angry in the stall for about ten minutes, I decided to get back to the table. Our food was just arriving.

"Some date you are." Christina said to me, as she placed Christian's food down neatly in front of him. I just stood there in disbelief as she literally threw my food onto the table. Half the food flew off into the table.

"Oops." She said sarcastically, and then walked away.

"That's it, I'm leaving."

Christian was just sitting at the table, bewildered as I took money out of my pocket and paid for half of the meal.

Then I shoved my phone in my pocket and stormed over to the escalator and rode down until I got onto the 1st floor.

"Ava, wait!" I heard Christian behind me. I ignored him and pushed my way through the revolving door.

Then I felt his hand on my shoulder and he spun me around.

"I'm sorry about all of that. I reported Christina to the manager. He's taking care of her now. I don't know what her problem is."

Oh, so he actually got rid of her? I thought to myself.

"I don't know if I want to go back in there. Everybody was staring."

"And everybody was staring when we did our audition today. Who cares? It's life. Everybody watches everybody." He said, grabbing my wrist.

"Now come on. I'm hungry."

"But what about my food. It was legitimately thrown onto the table."

"They're remaking it."

I took a deep breath and followed him back into the resteraunt.