Francis P. Jones School of Performing Arts

Jake- "Nothing much," I say, Ignoring Dakota, "What's up with you?"

Dakota: I left and went to the bathroom, where I could spy.

Fiona: "Not much. Just had a fun day out of class."

Jake- "That's good. At least you had fun."

Fiona: I raised an eyebrow. "You didn't?"

(Sorry I was eating.)

Jake- "Not really."

(it's fine.)

Fiona: "Oh," I said. "Would you like to talk about it? Not my forte, but you can try me."

Jake- "Just lying freshmen causing drama is all. nothing unusual." I don't wanna tell her too much because I know her friend is spying.

Fiona: I sighed. "Ah, freshmen. Fun."

Dakota: I coughed. "Hey!"

Fiona: I raised an eyebrow. "Why don't we go somewhere else?"

Jake- "Sounds good."

Fiona: I found an empty classroom and pulled Jake inside.

Dakota: I came out but I couldn't find Jake or Fiona and started looking for them.

Jake- I heard someone- probably Dakota- walking by and kept my mouth closed until she had walked by. "Do you think she's gone now?"

Fiona: I listened. "I think she's gone. Don't worry about it."

Jake- "Cool. Does she always follow you around everywhere?" I ask in a curious tone.

Fiona: I sighed. "She's like a little sister to me. We've been working on the same movies for years. That pretty much explains everything."

Jake- "Oh. I can see why she would want to follow you around now," I tell her. "My actual little sister goes here but I never see her."

Fiona: I raised an eyebrow. "Yeah." I paused. "Really? What's her name?"

Jake- "Claire. She's a sophmore."

Fiona: "Oh." I shrugged. "Don't know her."

Jake- "Not many people do."

Fiona: I frowned. "Why do you say that?"

Jake- "She's not very outgoing. She's more of the loner type."

Fiona: "Oh," I said. "Hm. Ah. I see."

Jake- "Yeah," I say when my cellphone beeps, telling me I have a message. "Damn. I gotta go," I say, really pissed off.

Fiona: I sighed. "Oh." I paused. "Will I see you later?"

Jake- "Uh. Yeah. Well you can actually camo with me if you'd like. I gotta go hold more auditions because my female lead broke her leg," I tell her, "But if you don't want to come I can give you my number or something."