Scripted

Chapter 7

It was the end of rehearsal and everyone was packing up and getting ready to leave.

Normally i would be excited for the weekend, but not now knowing that i would have to spend it with Ethan.

While everyone is out at the movies or the mall, I'll be stuck with a guy who I'm pretty sure can't stand me.

I said bye to Alyssa then got my things and made my way to the back of the theater to Ethan.

I decided to be the bigger person and talk to him first.

When i got to him his back was facing me and he was carelessly shoving his script into his backpack.

"Look Ethan i know you're not really fond of me and I'm not really sure why since i apologized, but i know this sucks for the both of us. We have until Monday to convince Ms.Carter that we... you know love each other so let's just start practicing now and get it over with." I said all in one breath.

I was learning how to talk a mile a minute from Alyssa. Boy did that girl have an affect on me!

"You talk to much." Ethan said flatly while throwing his backpack over his shoulder and shoving past me.

I'm almost positive my blood was boiling.

That was it. I was so mad i could just hit him. I tried to be nice and he decided to be a douche.

"Hey what's your problem?! You don't have to be such a jerk!" I snapped.

Ethan turned around and faced me.

He looked at me like he didn't think i was capable of yelling at him.

I tried to stay angry while his eyes searched me but his face gave me butterflies.

I didn't back down though. I stood my ground and stared him down.

"My problem is you! I don't want to be anywhere near you. You're weird and violent and annoying!" he snapped back at me.

"Wait. I'M weird? At least i don't bathe in school sinks!" I said proud of my comeback.

But my happiness only lasted a few seconds until i noticed how my words affected Ethan.

He looked ashamed or hurt and sad or embarrassed or all four, i just couldn't tell.

"What?"

His voiced cracked and dropped to a whisper. He was looking at the ground now, definitely embarrassed and i suddenly felt bad for him.

"Its just this morning these two kids were talking and..i saw you ..you were..i don't know. You know what forget it i don't know what I'm talking about."

I gave up trying to explain. Proving what i heard and saw this morning didn't seem so important anymore.

We stood they're awkwardly, neither of us saying a word for what seemed like an hour.

Then Ethan finally broke the silence.

"Listen Beverly this is pointless. No matter how much we hang out around each other we will NEVER have chemistry."

Ouch.

I don't know but him saying we'd never have chemistry really hurt. And even worse he doesn't even know my name!

"Bailey. My name is Bailey." I said, my voice dropping to a whisper this time.

I started backing up, still facing him hoping he'd say something and I don't know take what he said back.

But he didn't. I turned around and left the theater and hoped that all the hurt I was feeling didn't show on my face.

It took my eyes some time adjusting from the dim lighting in the theater to the bright sunny outdoors.