°Romeo and Juliet?°
Nah, Mercutio and Juliet
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Your school's drama club was putting on the romantic tragedy classic of Romeo and Juliet, and you couldn't have been less excited. You found it absolutely stupid that 6 people died over three days because some 17 year old boy couldn't keep his dick in his pants. But, nonetheless, you tried out, your love for Shakespeare and theater being greater than your hatred of the thought of 'love at first sight'.
You'd had gotten the lead roles in many plays before, and so had your good friend Matt. On tryout day, Matt walked in the drama room with another drama geek, Ryan, and a boy you vaguely recognized from the halls. He was stunning. A work of art. You couldn't take your eyes off of him as Matt walked over to greet you with his friend.
"Y/N, this is my friend, Mark. I've finally managed to drag him out of the Engineering classroom and into our humble drama room." Matt cordially bowed as he introduced you.
You shook yourself out of your trance to slap on a smile. "It's always great to get more people involved! Sorry you had to join in such an overdone play."
"Ms Y/L/N!" Your drama teacher had apparently heard you. "How about you tryout first?"
You shrugged, walking up to the front of the classroom. "I'll be trying out for Juliet, and will be reading from Act II Scene II."
"The balcony scene, could you get any more cliché, Y/N?" You heard Matt scoff, and you stuck your tongue out at him before getting into character.
"O, swear not by the moon, the inconstant moon, that monthly changed in her circled orb, lest that thy love prove likewise variable."
Your teacher monotonously read Romeo's limes back to you.
"Do not swear at all; or, if thou wilt, swear by thy gracious self, which is the god of my idolatry, and I'll believe thee."
You continued the scene, ending when Juliet goes inside to speak with her Nurse, leaving Romeo at the balcony. The class had scattered applause at you finishing, and you noticed Mark's eyes following you as you walked to your seat. He was next, and determined that he would try out for the role of Mercutio.
"Uhm," he cleared his throat nervously. "I'll be reading from Act I, Scene III."
You raised an eyebrow as Mark perfectly delivered Mercutio's speech about Queen Mab, down to the slight mannerisms that Shakespeare never defined. He had precisely encapsulated the weirdly charming ups and downs of the character's storytelling. You clapped loudly at his performance.
The next day, back in the drama room, roles were announced. "Tybalt will be Sean, Benvolio will be Ryan, Mercutio will be Mark, Romeo will be Matt, and our Juliet will be Y/N."
Your drama squad celebrated, you had all been given quite large roles. Practices were long and downright awful sometimes, especially the ones where you had to rehearse kissing your best friend. That part was just weird. You also wanted to scream 87% of the time because of how stupid Romeo and Juliet were, but went through it, because not only was this drama club your passion, but watching Mercutio rehearse was almost like magic.
Mercutio's character alone was intriguing, but Mark brought a whole new layer to him that made you stop everything just to see him act. You grew closer to him at all these practices, and one day after practice he caught up to you in the student parking lot.
"Hey Mark." You smiled at him, nervously tucking hair behind your ear. "What's up?"
"Um, well, I was wondering if you wanted to come over some time to practice our lines, yknow?" He asked, clearly quite nervous.
"We don't have any scenes together?"
As he stuttered, you laughed and reassuringly touched his arm. "I'd love to hang out sometimes, Mark."
"Cool." He grinned. "Well, I guess I gotta go. Bye."
"Bye." You nodded, watching him jog over to his own car.
The drama club's OTP changed since that day from Matt/You (because you were Romeo and Juliet) to Mark/You, which you much preferred. You hung out with Mark as much as you could on and off set, but you could still sense a hint of jealousy in him whenever Romeo and Juliet had a scene together.
At the dress rehearsal a mere hours before the show, as you were practicing the scene where Romeo and Juliet get married (after knowing each other for 24 hours!!), out of the corner of your eye you could see Mark cross his arms. The scene progressed, and eventually he left the theater completely, going god knows where in the school.
"Alright!" The drama teacher announced. "Next scene! Where is our Mercutio?"
You sighed, jumping off the stage. "I'll find him."
In the hallway, you saw him down by the vending machine, waiting for a snack to fall down. "Hey cutie." You sidled up to him, bumping his hip.
"Hey." Mark said flatly, reaching down to grab his Cool Ranch Doritos then walked further down the hallway to sit on a bench.
You stood in front of him. "It's just a play, you know."
"I know, but it still hurts to see you professing love for Matt everyday."
"And it hurts me to do that as well, we know he's destined to be with Ryan!"
He laughed ever so slightly, crunching into a chip. "Yeah, you're right. After all, it's just acting."
"Precisely." You stole a chip out of his hand and popped it into your own mouth.
"Oh you're gonna pay for that!" He threatened, grabbing you by your waist and pulling you into him, fake-growling.
"Stop!" You laughed, squirming around. "We're in costume!"
Apparently your screams had attracted the janitor mopping the floor, as he came around the corner to see you and Mark in time-period outfits eating Cool Ranch Doritos while you were on his lap. It must have been an odd sight.
"Drama club is on break." You told the janitor, a bit embarrassed. "We'll try to keep it down."
The janitor walked away muttering something, and Mark immediately pulled you tighter to him. "I'm glad I did drama, Y/N."
"I'm glad you did too, Mark." You kissed his cheek.
((why do i write so many things about drama club i'm not even in drama club tf))
((also, thank y'all SO MUCH for 2k reads! this is the fastest one of my stories has ever grown and i'm extremely grateful for your support <3))
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