Cole:
I didn’t want to be here.
That wasn’t exactly a secret.
I’d made it painfully obvious from the first moment I walked into this godforsaken theater that I had zero interest in this play, in Shakespeare, in any of it. And now?
Now, I had to get close to Juliette Warner.
I exhaled sharply, rubbing a hand down my face as I stared at the script in my lap. Act 2, Scene 2. The infamous balcony scene.
The one where Romeo and Juliet couldn’t keep their hands off each other.
I could feel Juliette’s nervous energy from across the stage as she shifted awkwardly on her feet, flipping through her own script. She hadn’t looked at me once since we started back rehearsal, and honestly?
I wasn’t complaining.
“Alright, lovebirds!” Professor Langley clapped his hands together, too
