(Hey Juliet)
I think you're fine
You really blow my mind
Maybe someday (someday), you and me can run away
I just want you to know
I wanna be your Romeo
Hey Juliet
BOCD
DRAMA ROOM
3:42 P.M
"Thanks for walking me to the bulletin board." Claire Lyons smiled up at Cam Fisher, trying to avoid his eyes. She quickly adjusted her shirt and started to walk over to where the cast would be posted. She recently tried out for the play, which was to be decided between Rumors and Romeo and Juliet (it's totally going to be Romeo and Juliet) and she was becoming anxious, waiting for the end of the day to come to find out if she got a part.
"Ehmagawd!" She jumped up squealing from her spot by the bulletin board. She ran over to Cam and yelled. "I got it! I got the lead! The lead!" She started jumping around in a circle. "This is so cool!"
Claire was so excited she almost knocked Cam over, jumping on him for a hug. "Congrats." He said patting her back and smiling down at the blonde girl in front of him. "You knew you were going to get it, don't even lie."
Claire giggled and then quickly backed away from him, embarrassed of how close she was to him. "Thanks." She took in a deep breath before the male lead, Donovan McAllister appeared next to her.
"Congrats on making the part, Claire." He smiled at the girl and said. "Look forward to, working with you." He grabbed her hand and kissed it before walking away.
Claire sighed to herself, starring at him as he walked away. He was so cute with his black hair and bright blue eyes, she could barely breath. She then remembered Cam was by her and mumbled. "Sorry."
"Looks like someone has a crush." Cam teased, taking on a girl's voice-gay guys accent.
Claire hit him lightly and smiled. "Shut up." She giggled, and noticed he looked like he had something on his mind. "You okay?"
"Well…"
Claire starred at him looking at his different colored eyes, and laughed nervously. "For real, what's wrong?"
"I…uh, Derrick told me something today…" Cam started, unsure if he should mention anything to Claire. He knew she wasn't like the rest of TPC but, he didn't want anyone overhearing them.
"Is he going to propose to Massie or something crazy?" Claire chuckled, studying his face before saying. "Let's go outside to my car." And grabbing his arm, pulling him outside, sensing he didn't want to say anything were just anyone could hear.
"Sounds good." He replied, trying to keep in step with Claire.
"Okay, shoot." Claire said once they were inside the car and she put the heat on.
"Well, he's …cheating…" Cam said, glancing around nervously.
Claire laughed and then looked at him, realizing he was totally serious. "Oh…who?" She gulped the pause saying. "Oh gawd it's not Olivia is it?"
"It's Dylan." Cam said simply and then glanced at Claire for her reaction. Her face was pure shock. "The plot gets worse, I think I…you know, like Massie…a lot more than I should."
Claire hit her head on the steering wheel. "Can I have just one day. One day! Where nothing gets all Degrassi on me?"
"Apparently not." Cam chuckled, starting to open the door to Claire's car, plotting to get out of the car pretty fast.
"Not so fast." Claire joked nervously, trying to forget what he just said. "Let's go do something. Relax. Get away from the drama. Whatever."
"Deal." Cam said, sitting back down and closing his door. He let a minute pass between them. "You're not going to tell Massie are you?"
"That's Derrick's job…or Dylan's for that matter." Claire said simply, turning on her iPod. "I'm not getting in this. I'm so over drama outside of drama club."
"That's why you're my best friend." Cam said sticking his tongue out at Claire.
"Suck up." Claire laughed and turned up the volume to the iPod. "So, shall we get Chinese or pizza?"
"How about both?" Cam said, changing the song.
"Sounds good to me." Claire smiled, pulling out a bag of gummy worms and offering him one, he took a handful gratefully and Claire sped out of the school parking lot. "Massie lover." She said winking at him while they were on the road and sticking her tongue out at him.
Surprisingly, it didn't hurt to hear Cam liked Massie.
ROLOF COMPLEX
LAURA'S ROOM
3:51 p.m
"So have you ever even smoked?" Laura asked, sitting her cigarette down in her ash tray and laying down on her bed.
Dylan turned to face her. "Well, no. I mean me and Kristen got into my cousins cigarette's once, but, we hated it."
Laura laughed and rolled her eyes. "Not that kind of smoking. I mean, weed."
"No." Dylan shook her head of red curls and gulped. "I've never really been into that."
"Really?" Laura's eyes got wide, as if she didn't believe that the girl in front of her wasn't into weed. "It's so…relaxing, I love it!" She giggled and then looked at Dylan. "Do you want to try some?" She grabbed her bowl and motioned for Dylan to try some.
"Uh, no. Sorry." Dylan said shaking her head and glancing around Laura's room. She lived in one of those nice apartment complexes, that didn't even seem like they were actually apartments.
Laura shrugged and took a hit, leaning back and coughing a bit she smiled at Dylan. "No biggie."
DERRICK: as much as I hate to say this I miss u. I need 2 tlk to u.
Dylan read the message again, after it started vibrating she felt the erge to jump through the phone and punch Derrick in the face. She told him already she couldn't do this anymore, it wasn't right, she couldn't hide this from Massie it was terrible. But, she couldn't help but thing this was more than talking to her.
"Oooh, who's that?" Laura laughed, grabbing Dylan's phone out of her hands and giggling, her eyes glazed over. She then said, "Isn't that May-sie's boyfriend?"
"Massie's boyfriend, yeah…no…that's um, my…"
"You're a terrible liar." Laura said, poking Dylan's pale cheek and declaring. "You're face gets all blotchy, and you're stuttering! You totally have it for this guy, don't you?"
"Give me a hit of that." Dylan said, grabbing the bowl fast from Laura and taking her first hit. She coughed so hard, she thought she was going to choke. She didn't really feel to different, not different at all. But she figured maybe it would take some time.
"Woo! Dylan yeah!" Laura chuckled, hitting Dylan in the head with a pillow. "Bitch came out of her shell, hell yeah!"
"Shuuuuushhh!" Dylan yelled, wanting to suddenly take another hit. "You cuss waaaay to much."
"What's going on here?" A boys voice came through from the other side of the door.
Laura coughed, "Nothing, James, just smoking. God, you should know that by now." She said it in a way that sounded sarcastic, but she was telling the truth.
"Whatever." He yelled back. You could hear him slam his door shut to his room and he started blasting Good Charlotte.
"My brother has no musical taste what-so-ever." Laura rolled her eyes before she set her bowl under her bed. "I'm hungry, let's go find something to eat."
"Sounds delightful." Dylan joked, standing up. "Race you!"
"May I interest you in a beer, also?" Laura poked her pale friends arm, leading her into the kitchen.
HARRINGTON ESTATE
DERRICK'S BEDROOM
6:43 p.m
It had been almost three hours since Derrick texted Dylan. Why hasn't she responded yet? He silently thought to himself, before reminding himself it was Massie. Massie Block, he was dating.
Cam was right, he really did need to talk to her. Taking some time away from Massie would be good, he hated that he was thinking more and more about Dylan and less and less about Massie.
"Hey." A girls voice from the other side of the door said softly before coughing. "You texted me…why?" Her fierce red hair was in a tangled mess, an unusual site to see.
"I wanted to see you." Derrick said simply, studying the girls movement. She looked like she was not really there, as if she were about ready to fall. "Are you alright?"
"I'm…great!" Dylan giggled, throwing her purse down to the ground and twirling around. "I'm free-ee-ee-e!"
Derrick shook his head, "Did you get into your mothers liquor? What's the matter with you?" He grabbed her, and she leaned into him, starring up at him.
"Nope." She sighed, throwing herself onto his shoulder. "I hung out with Laura see…"
"Who's Laura?" Derrick asked, rubbing his hands on his cheeks. Was Laura a new member of the freakin' PC? Do they even still actually call each other that?
"My new fri…" Dylan started before laughing. "I'm hungry do you have anything I could munch on?" She started to stagger to the door, forgetting she was talking about something else.
"Um, yeah…" Derrick said, looking confused. "Let me go…get you something…"
"You know what Derrick? I think I'm falling in love with you." Dylan mumbled, rubbing her eyes. "L-O-L-O-L-O-V-E" She tried singing the hit Ashlee Simpson song but failed miserably.
He tried to ignore what she just told him and said. "I'm going to go get you some chips okay? I'll be right back."
As he walked out of the room, he patted his pockets searching for his phone. When he found it he dialed Massie's number. "Hey, Mass, I found Dylan by Starbucks…she's so far gone, I need some help." Sure it was a little white lie, he hadn't found her by starbucks. But he couldn't exactly tell her what was going on now, could he?
half an hour later
"Where is she?" Massie came into Derrick's house without knocking, as usual. It was something he had become used to, she'd been acting like they were married basically. She saw no need to knock when coming over, simple as that. It was like she owned him.
Derrick stood up from his place on the couch and motioned towards his room, rubbing his hands through his blonde hair. "In there."
They walked in to find Dylan just laying there on his bed, giggling to herself while playing with a piece of her hair. "Massie! Ehmagawd, have you ever noticed how cool hair is…it's so…awesome!"
"Because that totally made sense, Dyl." Massie huffed sitting down besides her friend. "What the hell did you get into anyways?" She slowly took on a mothers tone to her voice as she pulled Dylan up to face her.
"She was at some new chicks house—"
"Laura." Dylan said, reaching over for the bag of chips Derrick brought in. "Her name's Laura." She dove into the bag for a handful before realizing she ate them all. "What the heck? Where did my chips go!" She pouted like a ten year old. "I'm tired." She yawned. "I'll get you Derrick for eating my chips..." She mumbled.
"Isaac's waiting outside." Massie replied, as Dylan started to fall asleep. "Help me carry her out."
"How do you expect to explain, this?" Derrick asked, laughing and pointing at Dylan.
Massie sighed. "She's running a fevor. She's got no idea what she's talking about. Have you ever had those 'fevor dreams'?"
"Yeah, I guess that could work." Derrick said, grabbing Dylan up from his bed acting as if she knew exactly what Massie meant.
"Good." Massie replied, applying some glossip girl before stepping out of his room.
(this last part of the chapter obviously takes place the next day)
BOCD
DRAMA ROOM: MORNING ORIENTATION/PRACTICE FOR PLAY
6:57 a.m
Out of the corner of her eyes, Claire could see Donovan starring at her. Could he be her secret admirer? Probably not. But it was cool to dream, right?
"Here are your lines." The drama teacher announced, causing Claire to look up at him. "We can do a run down of the lines now, or we can start that after school."
"Let's do the run down now." Donovan's voice said, causing Claire to look in the direction of him and smile. Several people of the cast and crew groaned, making both Claire and Donovan roll their eyes. Why were they here if they were that down on practicing?
"I think we should too." Claire said simply, standing up and facing the rest of the cast and crew. "I mean, that way we can get all this down, you know?"
"Let's start…" The drama teacher, Mr. Myer, started flipping his script, to a random page before saying. "Page 94. A scene from the party the Capulet's are throwing."
A junior by the name of Jennifer McGee stepped forward and smiled at Claire before opening her script and saying, "Madam, your mother craves a word with you." Claire nodded her head and started to step aside, disappointed that she didn't have a lot to say at that point.
Donovan clasped his hands behind his back, not even looking at the script. "What is her mother?"
"Marry, bachelor, her mother is the lady of the house, and a good lady, and a wise and virtuous I nursed her daughter, that you talk'd withal; I tell you, he that can lay hold of her shall have the chinks." Jennifer said, stumbling on a few things but picking up pace.
"Is she a Capulet? O dear account! my life is my foe's debt." Donovan said, dramatically.
"Stop!" Mr. Myer yelled from his seat. "So we're clear, our Benvolio is absent so, we're going to skip over that for today."
Claire sighed, glancing at her script one more time. It was going to be a long practice.
After practice (only a half hour later, the bells about to ring)
"Kuh-laire, why haven't you returned my phone calls?" Massie's voice yelled from a bench outside the practice room. "Major emergency."
Claire gulped, silently thinking Oh gawd TPC is going to end. "So you heard?" She looked down at her black converse and sighed.
"That the new girl Laura is a total pot head and alcoholic and is trying to ruin Dylan, yeah I heard." Massie replied grabbing Claire and pulling her towards the exit. "I'm not going to classes today, and neither is she cause she has a killer hang over."
"Okay?" Claire said before realizing Massie wanted her to stay also. "Oh hell no! I've got practice after school."
Massie sighed. "Please, Claire, Dylan needs us. She's our friend! Alicia has missed to much school this year she'll get into trouble and Kristen can't miss any! I can get you back here in time for practice, just come awn!" She motioned towards where Isaac was parked.
"Fine." Claire mumbled, walking towards the Range Rover and sighing.
Next chapter will take place a week before TPC's valentines party, and you will find out how Dylan starts to change, TPC may just fall apart soon . Also: Claire and Donovan kiss&she finds out her secret admirer. Alicia and Mr. Jackson heat up their relationship. Claire will also have Cam over to hang out in her new hot tub, but sorry Clam fans—they won't heat things up to much. Est. date for next update: later today (September 21st 2008) or tomorrow afternoon (September 22nd 2008)