Post by mac on Nov 16, 2016 1:17:12 GMT
”Teaching is your job! I’m a student, not a teacher! Oh my God why do they even pay you?! You allow mediocre actors to get the part,” she thrust her arm in the direction of Peter, her eyes glaring daggers at the director, ”and allow pathetic stagehands to take their place! Oh my God. I can’t believe this,” Shyanne flipped her hair and rolled her eyes over to focus on Sean. She made a disgusted expression as she saw the pathetic lump of a boy beside her. And to think! She actually thought he had some skill before!
The director didn’t look impressed with her spiel and when he said tht Sean was the only one who could take the roll she scoffed. ”Uh, hello? There’s a whole plethora of acting students who would literally die for an opportunity. There’s no need for me to teach this loser if he can’t even go up on a stage without vomiting.” She examined her nails and looked at Sean. Ugh, she had to take him under her wing? Lame. She narrowed her eyes. Ugh. But the director had the final say and if he said this guy got the part then he effing did.
The only thing that made her interested was when Sean said he’d replace her socks and shoes. She laughed, and put her hands on her hips.
”Uhm, hello? There’s no way you can afford to. I’m not cheap. I’m a star and I dress like one.” Unlike him. She flipped her hair behind her shoulder. She seemed only slightly appeased – or maybe she felt pity for Sean. It was hard to tell with her confident little smirk. ”But it’s cute that you want to try.”
