28 - The one Tom walked in. "I said a minute, didn't I?" Hannah was looking at me, still with a faint smile. "Hannah. Cast meeting before you can meet up with family and friends," he said the word friends eyeing me. "Yeah. Whatever you say, Tom," she said before skipping out of the door, leaving me and Tom. "So...you're the one?" asked Tom, eyeing me. "The one?" "The one she's been so hung up over," "What?" "She told me there was a guy she liked who had a girlfriend," "Why would she tell you that?" I asked. "Aren't you like the director? " "We might have dated for a while..." I narrowed my eyes. "She's 17." "So? They're a lot easier." My blood fumed.

