((Sorry I haven't posted in like, aaaaages but y'know how it is, getting addicted to minecraft always distracts you from chickensmoothie LOL. Anyway thanks for the comments and support!))
Louise grabbed a piece of paper and pressed it against the black wall, pulling out a silver pencil from her jacket. "So. What happens first in our script?"
I looked at James and he smirked. "Well I think my stage name should be Gertrude."
Louise and I let out a burst of giggles not only at James' words but at his expression, his lips pursed and his eyebrows raised. "OK, James' name is Gertrude. And, uh, Aubrey can be called Linda."
"Linda and Gertrude? Doesn't that sound like, the most unromantic thing ever?" I pointed out, but James and Louise seemed to be set out on having their own way. Okay, so Linda and Gertrude it was. I didn't feel like a Linda, but whatever.
After several minutes, our short 'romance' was written down in script form. To be honest, I thought I was quite the genius for writing part of it, although Louise thought it was cheesy and completely the most unromantic thing she had ever heard. Well, she was the one who decided to call me Linda, so she deserves the embarrassment we were getting ourselves into.
"Class! Class! Settle down! I'm assuming everyone is ready now, huh? So who would like to go first?" Sir shouted over the classes raised voices. Everyone quietened and some hands shot up in the air. James' put his hand up too.
"No, James, we are not going first. Let's watch somebody else's and then we can go next, please?" I muttered under my breath, grabbing his arm and pushing it down to his side. He pouted but gave in.
"Okay! So Jeffrey's group, you can go first!"
We watched as the group scuttled onto the stage and started.
"Romeo, Romeo, where art thou Romeo..." One of them screamed in a piercing tone. Oh gosh. It was a rendition of Romeo and Juliet, although Juliet was being played by a boy. Forget ours, this was the most cheesy thing I'd ever seen.
At the end I didn't no whether to cry or clap, but everyone else clapped so I joined in, and then James' hand shot up to be next. Why was he so bothered that we had to do this? It wasn't as if it was any better than the other groups here. It wasn't as if we were drama masterminds.
Our group shuffled to the front and I positioned myself on the floor, my legs crumpled up underneath me and my head resting on my knee's. I made a sobbing sound and then Louise shouted to the audience, "BY THE WAY, I am rain!" and began to make a loud hissing sound. The class laughed at her failure. And then we started.
"Oh, I'm lost, and cold, and wet... I'm all alone and need somebody, anybody, to help me... Oh woe is me..." I said in a hushed tone. And then James walked in. "Ma'am, are you all right?"
"No, I am not, but I will be now! My hero has come to save me!" I shouted, standing up slowly and walking over to him.
"You look wet, let me dry your face..."
James lent forward and with care, he ran his fingers across my cheeks. For a second our eyes connected and I felt what he was feeling, and then all of a sudden his face was moving towards mine and his lips were brushing onto mine.
"What are you guys doing, this isn't in the script..." Louise hissed at me, as she stopped with her strange rain sounds and just stared at us.
James' lips were warm and this kiss was unlike any other, it was soft and graceful, not fast and passionate. I was certain I was getting to see another side of him but I was unable to see it for much longer as he drew away from the kiss, his eyes still focussed on mine. "I love you, Aubrey."
WOOOOOOAAAAAAH. He wasn't meant to say he loved me. I didn't love him! Well, at least I didn't think I loved him anyway. He was hot and fit and I definitely fancied him, but love? Maybe he was just saying it because that's what hormonal teen's say, y'know. So I just went along with it.
"I love you too James."