Star of Fame (Nick Jonas) MINI SERIES 3

I flipped through the scripts. ScriptSSSSSS because there were 2. One was just me and my other fellow actors in case Nick dropped out, which I hoped he did. The other was for Nick...and I, that sounded...Different.
The story was a whole lot different to the one I was used to playing.
In my last show "Make Some Magic", I was the girl who sucked at everything, unlike my classmates in Magic school. I was bubbly with a good sense of humour. I was supposed to win the annual magic competition while other people tried to stuff meup.I was the girl whostuttered when her crush came nearby and make doves fall accidentally out of her sleeves just to get her to notice him.I was the kid, basically.
but in this show, I played a totally different part. I was quiet and sarcastic. I played basketball in my spare time and didn't really give a d@mn about life. I run the schools radio club, but got dared by a friend to try-out for the drama club. And that's how I met Nick. By playing Juliet. That is so lame. I am seriously going to murder the script writer, whoever he or she is.
"I GOT IT"
uh, oh. Big trouble.
"I got him to co-star with you" Mr Linquist sang in a sing song voice.
"You have got to be kidding me." I threw script no. 2 on the ground as I stood up. I dont wanna ac-"
"Uh, uh aaaah!" Mr L waved his pointer finger in my face. "He's right here."
I froze. D@mn you Mr L, he knew if he had brought the person I had been complaining about with him, I couldn't say a thing because I didn't want to offend the poor guy.
Out behind Mr Linquist stood a boy my age. I had to admit, he did look good. "Hey, I'm Nick."
"He's just checking out everything before we start filming tomorrow. Show him 'round, after all. You two are going to be co-stars." I think Mr Linquist wasn't meant to sound teasing, but it did.
"I'll be in my office making the last few adjustments for tomorrow. Good Bye!" He waved and walked off. Great, now I'm stuck with the one and only Nick Jonas.
"So...." he tried to start up the conversation.
"I'm Annaliese Weatherly, People normally call me Annie." I extended my hand and he shook it. His fingers were so warm and soft.
"Hey," he smiled. My lord, is he shining? "Wanna get started?"
"I guess." I didn't know what to do.
"can I read the script?"
I quickly picked up the wad of paper which had been stapled together, trying not to look suspicious. "I'd rather you not."
"Why?" he smirked a little bit, curiosity burning in his eyes.
"It's about......rabbits. Yeah, you hates rabbit's don't you. So I suggest you don't read it."
Nick laughed. "I like you already."