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Kimmon's POV

Did he just blush when I winked at him?  I wasn't sure because he sat down quickly right after that.  I hope that I had not made him feel uncomfortable.  I should not have winked at him.  He might have thought it fresh of me and will now try to avoid me.  I must find a way, a reason, an excuse to approach him.

I heard the director say some parting words to the applicants who had not passed the audition and then he instructed all six of us who got the roles for the Two Moons series to follow him to an adjacent room.

This was my chance, I thought.  I quickly walked over to him.  I had almost reached him when the guy who was assigned the role of Beam got to him first and started chatting with him.

Fuck, what a slowpoke you are, I scolded myself.  Well anyway, this was just the orientation day.  I still had lots of chances ahead of me.

The room that the director led us into was a conference room with a long table and several chairs on either side of the table and an executive chair at the head of it.

He sat at the head of the table and invited everyone to take a seat anywhere we pleased.  I noticed that Copter got separated from that Beam guy so I quickly snatched the chair right beside the one that he took.

Before anyone of us could sit I held out my hand to him and I said, "Hi, I'm Kimmon but you can call me Kim for short."

He took my hand and smiled shyly. "I'm pleased to meet you, Kim," he said, "My name is Copter but you can call me Cop for short."

"It's my great pleasure to hold you in my arms...I mean, I mean...to hold your hand...I mean...to...to meet you, Copter, C..c..cop."  I'm blushing a deep red right now.  Fuck! shit! fuck! shit! fuck, fuck, fuck!

How in the name of all the fucking deities did I fuck up so much, and right in front of the person I had been dying to impress!!!  Fuck of all fucks!!!

After everyone was seated. the director said, "Since you will all be working closely throughout the series I would like each one of you to introduce yourself to each other.  Say your name first and then say a little thing about yourself that you would like the others to know about you."

Everyone said something but they were all a blur to me.  I only had my mind focused on this Copter guy with the cutest dimples.

When it was his turn to speak, he looked at each and everyone,  and then settled his eyes on me.  Instantly I became self-conscious.  I looked at everywhere else except at him. I so hate myself right now.  I am usually the self-confident captain of my life, the one running the show and calling the shots, and yet here I am, a quivering mass of jelly just because this cute little piece of shit who I could easily carry in my arms without straining my biceps has fixed his gaze on me.