The last rehearsal is tonight and the theatre company inviting students from my school to watch it.  To see how professionals work and to watch stage crew work.

I see Walker, the blond haired blue eyed boy who played Quasimodo.  I give him a hug.

"Hi Walker!" I squeal, I don't see him often as he's a senior.

"Hello my Esmeralda." He kisses my hand.

"Geez... Walker I have a boyfriend.  You can't just kiss someone." I say pushing him away.

"I have a boyfriend too.  So let's just forget this happened ok?" He says shrugging. There's something off about him... like this is not how he was when we met.

"Uh sure?  Anyways I need to get a drink.  I'll see you later." I say motioning to the drinking fountain.

"Yeah see you." He says slowly.  Creepy.

I get a drink and see Peter standing next to me.  I take another sip before turning to him and hugging him.

"Good luck (y/n)." He says smiling.

"Don't say that! Good luck is bad luck in theatre.  Tell me to break a leg, or something like that." I say correcting him.

"Alright," he laughs a bit, "Break a leg dearest." He goes to kiss me but I turn my head.

"You lost your privileges until after the show love." I poke his nose.

"Ok.  I expect a big kiss." He beams.  I let him kiss my cheek before I go back stage and get into costume and put my makeup on.