Clarissa Grayson Tate grew up in a wealthy home. From a far, her family looked perfect. To anyone who saw them in a picture or exchanged a few words with them at a party they were lucky enough to be invited to, they seemed like an annoyingly perfect...
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Issa Tate ——————
"Fancy meeting you here." I smile fakingly at Jasons antics as he ushers me into Mr Hanlys theatre room.
"Do you come here often Mr Greenway?" I ask as he smirks shamelessly down at me.
"Mmm.. Usually when I want to hang out with beautiful girls, A football field is the place to find one. But this is a much better alternative." Smooth but talks too much.
"Flattery only gets you so far Mr Greenway." We look up to see Daniel sitting in Mr Hanlys desk with his feet propped up on it.
I raise a brow in surprise and amusement as he removes them and spins in his chair before pushing himself out of it.
"Uh.. where's Mr Hanly?" Jason asks and Daniel abruptly turns to him.
"He's... well.. sick." Daniels lame excuse is saved by the bell literally when it goes off and the others flood into the room and head to their seats. I take the opportunity to send him a questioning look.
He just shrugs innocently with a mocking smile. Jason turns to him and his playful smile disappears, feigning seriousness. "Take your seats children." He says authoritatively and I send him a look. He's barely two years older than us.. the look he sends back at me sends me straight to my seat at the front. "Now. As you all know, this years play is none other than Romeo and Juliet! And we have our cast list here." He throws the cast list at me to pass out and I glare at him but pass them along anyway.
"Um.." I look behind me to see Brittany pouting at her paper.
"Yes..?"
"Brittany." She says flirtatiously to Daniel and he rolls his eyes.
"Right. Brittany. What can I do for you sweets?"
"Um i think there's been a typo."
"Typo? Explain."
"It says here that Taylor is playing Juliet but that's impossible." She whines at him, batting her caked eyelashes at him.
"Nothing's impossible Brittany imagination is the limit." I smirk, practically feeling her blood start to boil.
"But I'm lead every year! And I was born for this role-"
"Were you?"
She sits in silence for a moment and I turn to look at her curiously. Yep steam is definitely shooting out of her ears. Her pretty face is scrunched up and twisted in an unattractive way but at the moment I don't think she cares.
