'Ellie~! Stooooop!' Ryan complained to the midget girl, who had already fallen into a fit of giggles after making her seventh period joke of the day. I groaned, slamming my script onto the ground and running a hand through my emo-styled hair.

'Guys, this is cute and all. But can we maybe cut it out and, I don't know, actually rehearse?!'

'For once, I agree with the weeb.' Brandon spoke up from beside me 'We won't get any work done by fucking around like this.'

Ellie sniggered 'You agreeing with her because you're in love~?'

'We aren't in love!'

'In the play you are~'

The blonde and I groaned in unison.

'I kid. Okay, fine. Brandon, put Ryan in a headlock.'

'How are they going to do that?' I asked, uncrossing my legs and standing from the floor 'I mean, Ryan's a giant with lady legs and Brandon's a-'

'Watch it.' The male glared at me.

I shut my mouth, holding my hands up in surrender and backing away until I was at Ellie's side. I then proceeded to whisper the insult to the short female 'Short retard with a large forehead.'

We were currently rehearsing the fighting scene from midsummer night's dream. The one where Demetrius and Lysander are fighting over Helena, while she is arguing with Hermia. Guess what, I'm Helena... I get to have two idiots swooning over me, yaaay.

To be honest I wanted to play Hermia, but so did Ellie. So, we had to fight for it in an epically brutal battle! In the form of Rock Paper Scissors... I lost.

'Alright, now Ryan hug Megan.'

I shivered slightly, suddenly feeling Ryan wrap his arms around me from behind. Mostly because the studio was cold, which made his hands chilly too.

'Brandon, pull her away from him.'

'Ow!' I hissed as the male roughly grabbed my arm and yanked me towards him. I sighed 'Ya know, Ellie I think you're just doing this for your shipping needs.'

'I wouldn't do anything of the sort!' The midget placed a hand over her chest and acted hurt. I groaned.

'Oh I'm so looking forward to slapping you during the act...'

'What?'

'What?'

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'Alright, so who's gonna play Pyramus?'

It was after break time and it was time to work with my second group. Ryan and Brandon, again... as well as my best gay friends, Jake and Harry. Harry was the one currently going through character roles with us.

'I call dibs on that!' Brandon claimed, throwing his hand up in the air.

'I kinda wanna be moonshine...' Harry muttered.

'Go for it, dude.' I smiled.

Jake and I shared a script and discussed what roles we wanted to be out of Thisbe, the lion and the wall. While Ryan was teasing Brandon about the kissing part in the scene.

'I don't actually have to kiss any of yous! It says in the script the wall's blocking the way!'

'Yeah but it'll still be awkward, especially if I'm playing Thisbe.'

'...' Brandon was silent for a moment, before abruptly turning to me 'Megan, I beg you to be Thisbe.'

'What?' I raised an eyebrow.

'I do not want to kiss this dickead, even if it is fake.'

'And I'm any better?'

'... Just do it, come on please?'

Brandon rarely ever said please, so it took me slightly by surprise. I glanced over to Jake and Harry, who just shrugged in response. Finally I sighed in defeat.

'Fine...'

'Sound mate!'

Ugh, this boy will be the death of me!!!