more to
the point, he remembered me?
“Yeah! It was good. I enjoyed it.”
The expression on my face must have registered. “What?”
“Nothing,” I said, shaking my head.
“I’m just surprised. You don’t strike me as the theater-going type.”
“See, you shouldn’t judge me until
you get to know me,” he said, pointing at me again.
Over his head, I caught Ginny
staring at us, a huge grin on her face.
“So do you regularly go to local
theater?” I asked, still feeling off-balance.
“Sometimes,” he said. “I have a
friend who loves that kind of stuff. I go with him once in a while. I like it.
We’ve seen some great stuff.”
“Wow,” I said. “That’s pretty
cool.”
“So what else have you done?” he
asked, lying on his side so he was completely facing me now.
“Uh, nothing too big, to be honest.
Not since college. I’ve had a few small roles here and there and I’ve done a
bunch of backstage stuff, but nothing too exciting. It’s been tough breaking
into the scene, ya know?”
“I bet.” He nodded. “But you were
seriously really good. I mean, I still remembered you after a whole year.
That’s got to count for something. I bet it’s only a matter of time.”
I smiled at him. “Thanks.
Actually,” I paused, unsure if I should tell him. But he had seemed so
genuinely interested in my acting. “Actually, I had a really big audition last
week. Do you know Jenner Collins?”
“Pretty boy in the action movies?”
he asked.
I wrinkled my nose at him. “I
wouldn’t quite describe him that way. He’s from the area, did you know that?
And he puts on a lot of really good shows with local talent.”
“Well, I still think he’s a pretty
boy. But that’s cool. So what’s the deal with audition?”
“It was for one of Jenner’s shows,”
I explained. “It goes up in a month and a half. And I got a callback.”
“That’s amazing!” Nate said. “Good
for you. When’s the callback?”
“It was last week,” I admitted. “I
think it went really well, but you never know.”
“When will you find out?” he asked.
“It could be any day. The timing of
this trip was really good for me, actually. Otherwise I’d be sitting at home
obsessing.”
“Yeah, it’s good to have
distractions when you’re waiting for that kind of thing.”
I looked over at his tanned,
muscular body and smiled. “Yeah. Distractions can be really good.”
Chapter Nine
“Annie, seriously, I need to get in
there!” Ginny shouted from outside the bathroom door.
“One second!” I shouted back.
“Stupid, fucking humidity...”
I attacked my hair with the
straightener one last time before I gave up. It was a losing battle.
I exited the bathroom and found
Ginny waiting for me. “If you say one word about my hair, I’ll kill you,
McKensie,” I told her.
She rolled her eyes. “Your hair is
fine,” she said. “You always get so worked up over it. Most girls would kill to
have curls like that.”
“Frizz,” I corrected. “I have
frizz. Red frizz. And the heat around here isn’t helping at all.”
“Well, why are you bothering
straightening it then?” she asked. “Why don’t you just braid it? It will get it
up off your face and it looks so pretty like that.”
“We’re in Vegas,” I whined. “I want
to look sexy and chic, not like a freaking librarian.”
“Sexy and chic, huh?” she said, her
face lighting up. “Who might we want to impress tonight, huh?”
“Oh, shut up,” I said, scowling.
“Seriously, are you going to see
him?” she asked.
I shrugged. “Who knows? I have
plans with you guys.”
Kiki’s dad had included tickets to
Cirque de Soleil in our package. I was really excited; it was supposed to be
incredible.
“Yeah, but we’re in Vegas,” Ginny
said impatiently. “It’s not like you’re gonna go up to bed as soon as the show
is over.”
“We might meet up at the fountain,”
I admitted. “But only if I feel like it. It
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Jackie Barrett
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