Hey! Sorry for the extremely late update. Shout outs to: 24-7 Hollywood Heights Lover, Love Shipper, Singer103 and all the guests. Here is chapter 5.
Another day of torture unfolded. Ms. Kathy curled my hair and tried to give it that casual Victorian girl at home look. My dress wasn't fancy like the last one and it was considerably less stuffy. It was a white nightgown and it was much easier to move in, but in modern times, it would still be considered as being over dressed. I walked out into the fake balcony that they made. It was made to look as realistic as possible.
"Alright, kids! Great news!" Mrs. Morris shouted at us as she came into the theater.
"The English Department decided that instead of creating a play, we'll create a movie!" I nearly fell off the balcony.
"Say what?" Trish said, who was sitting at the bottom of the stage.
"We are going to make a movie on Romeo and Juliet and enter it on the Shakespeare Movie Festival," she said. Everyone stared.
"Yes, now, let's make a few changes," she said and looked at everyone. She pointed to a few people. Those few people included Brandi.
"All of you can go," she said and those words were like a trigger. No sooner had she said the words that everyone she pointed to disappeared faster than ice cream on a heat wave. She stared at the rest of us.
"Alright, for the rest of you, we're going on a field trip!" she said, sounding enthusiastic. Unlike some of us.
12 hours later
I found myself on a real balcony, overlooking a real orchard facing cameras and being surrounded by what Trish had called 'The Lights Thingy' Dez stared at the various electronics with a longing gaze and it was a wonder he didn't run to it right away. I wore the same light cotton dress I wore earlier except it was almost midnight. I can't believe our parents agreed to this. I stared down to where Austin was being lectured by Mrs. Morris. he seemed to be partly listening and I could tell she wouldn't keep his attention if she didn't make hand gestures. I sighed.
"Alright!" Mrs. Morris said, effectively grabbing everyone's attention, "Let's get this show on the road!" she said.
"And action!" she said. I looked up at the stars above, while Austin said his long line. I caught some of it and I listened as hard as I could so I'd know when to speak. I heard the end of it.
"...O, that I were a glove upon that hand. That I might touch that cheek!" he said. I let out a long theatrical sigh.
"Ay me!" I said, and Austin spoke again. Good God, this was going to be a long night. I almost missed my line, but it was lucky that I caught the end of Austin's 'speech'. I heard the camera's zomming on me.
"O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father and refuse thy name; Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love and I'll no longer be a Capulet," I said, trying my best to sound sorrowful and hoping. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Mrs. Morris put her hand to her heart again. Austin whispered his line.
"Tis but thy name that is my enemy.Thou art thyself, though not a Montague. What's Montague? It is nor hand, nor foot nor arm, nor face, nor any other part belonging to a man. O, be some other name! What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet; So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call'd, Retain that dear perfection which he owes without that title. Romeo, doff thy name. And for that name which is no part of thee. Take all myself." I said, hoping that I wasn't laying it on too thick. I walked around the balcony, making gestures with my hands, as if I were explaining something to an invisible person.
"I take thee at thy word," Austin said loudly. I made myself skitter back in surprise like a frightened kitten. I looked down to where Austin was. he looked handsome. The moonlight reflected on his blonde hair, making it look silver.
"Call me but love, and I'll be new baptized; Henceforth I never will be Romeo," he said.
"What man art thou that thus bescreen'd in night So stumblest on my counsel?" I said, trying to sound as angry, irate as I could. it wasn't hard, considering the fact that Austin did read my diary.
"By a name, I know not how to tell thee who I am. My name, dear saint, is hateful to myself because it is an enemy to thee; Had I it written, I would tear the word," he said. I let myself looked shocked.
"My ears have not yet drunk a hundred words of that tongue's utterance, yet I know the sound: Art thou not Romeo and a Montague?" I said, letting my voice take on a higher note of disbelief.
"And cut!" Mrs. Morris said. we both turned to her.
"That would be all today. You kids must be exhausted from all that shooting," she said. We all left and I did as well, ripping two black pins out of my hair.
I sighed as I walked along the streets. The rain soaked my hair and clothes but I didn't mind. this had happened before. I had tried to stop a taxi some time ago, but in vain. So I took to walking. I kicked a stray pebble. Someone beeped his horn. I looked up to see a sleek red and expensive looking BMW pull up beside me. The window rolled down. It was Austin.
"Need a ride?" he asked.
"I'm fine," I said, sounding stubborn.
"Come on," he said, and opened the door on the passenger's side. I hesitated, before coming inside. He closed the door and accidentally brushed my shoulder.
"God, you're cold," he said and he took off his jean jacket and put it around my shoulders.
I told him my address reluctantly and he dropped me off the front gate. When I walked inside, I realized I was still wearing Austin's jacket. I opened the door to give it to him, but he and his car were gone.
I sighed. I had done my homework, packed my bag, ate dinner and showered and brushed my teeth but I still couldn't sleep. I sighed and walked to my diary. I opened it to a clean new page and began writing.
Lonesome stranger
With a crowd around you
I see who you are
You joke, they laugh
Til the show is over
Then you fall so hard
I closed the book and placed it under my pillow. I hugged the sheets closer to me and tried to fall asleep. That night, I dreamt of music and brown eyes.
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