Performing for you 16#

Cali
I didn't want to practice lines, but actors amuse me. They being hot is just a plus. My face scrunched (ugh), I doubled over and bit my lip."But Alfonso I love you", I mimicked a high pitched voice, not reading the lines. Then I burst into laughter.

Frederick
My character broke, and I burst into laughter. "I-I'm sorry" I stammered through the laughter. I managed to keep myself from falling of the sofa. I took a breath to calm myself down, "You don't have to do the voice"

Cali
"But you said I read the girl", I grinned through manic chuckles. He went from hot to outrageously adorable AND hot. It should be marked illegal. Why couldn't I just lean in and kiss the laughter out of his mouth, taste the joy? Was there a law not to do so?

Frederick
"You don't literally have to be a girl." I noticed, wiping a tear away from my eye. That happens often if I laugh, I start crying, or snorting, I much prefer the former. I took another deep breath, still grinning slightly.

Cali
"Ah, but see, I'm not. I'm pretending to be the girl. Huge difference", I told him smirking like an idiot. I always felt like my smile was too big for my face, like I looked like a cat from Alice in Wonderland.

Frederick
I'm definitely glad he is not a girl. Well, he might as well be one, as there is no way he'd actually be into guys. This thought made my smile faulter a little, but I made it return quick enough. His smile was adorable, and all I wondered was how his lips would feel against mine. I shook the thought of my head. Shut up. Shut up! "You need to wear a dress or a bikini or something more feminine" I noticed, glancing at him. I liked his outfit, but hell I wouldn't refuse a chance to see him in a bikini, or more a mankini (google it I dare you, no, double dare you). Mm yes. Agh! Shut up! We are supposed to be working.

(I KNOW)
Cali
I was prepared to love serenade him."Not realy my thing, sorry", my smirk disappeared into a smile I KNEW looked shy. "Although, I think there was one time at the beach when a couple made each oher wear clothes from a different gender." Needless to say, I stared. I had every right to stare, mind you. And I'm pretty sure I was staring now as well. I looked at the coffee table only to find Mel's bra on it."Oh Jesus Mel. Not that they're the same person."

Frederick
I laughed again, "I am getting more and more worried about where you spend your past times" I noticed, with a small smirk. "Well, that is a charming sight" I added.

Cali
"Yeah you should be", I said and carefully lifted the bra."I'm going to kill her when she comes home." Bras are not my area. I've seen like three in my life, so Mel's twat comment was valid. I carelessly threw the bra into her room."I'm disappointed in her cleaning skills."

Frederick
I smirked lightly and watched him remove the bra from the room, "Mm, it's not too messy a place, I have seen worse" I noticed, and that was true. When it came to cleanliness Daphne,my siser, had none at all. And I mean none at all. Her old room, which I had to share with her, was an absolute pigsty all the time. It soon came too messy for me to function so I resulted in making a large curtain to pull across to seperate our halves of the room. My side was always spotless. Admittedly, I enjoyed tidying things and making them neat as it is an excuse to rearrange the room. I find it boring if a room stays the same way round for more than a month. My house was always changing, even though it was small. I liked my house, it was an easy place to keep pristine and tidy.

Cali
"Mm, no. This place is too neat even for pigs so that's why we live here." I walked back to the couch and sat down, almost awkwardly close to him. But nevermind, I wanted to be as close as it was possible to him. The world was too unfair. Can't I just make out with him without being judged? Obviously not.

Frederick
I glanced at him and smiled lightly, "I like it" I said, it felt like he was teasing me. No, he was acting normal, I was just getting the wrong idea. Ugh, why is this so hard, to just sit next to a guy like Cali without getting flustered or having trouble concentrating. I lowered my gaze to my script and cleared my throat.

Cali
"Because obviousy we can't work in this mess", I started and got up."Drinks are on the house." I approached the kitchen and poured Cokein two glasses. I brought them to the coffee table in a march."Two royal drinks from the country of Coca Cola."

Frederick
"Thanks. Sounds a lovely country, definitely a fizzy place" I said, looking up towards him. I picked up the drink and took a sip of it, I had to admit, coke was one of my favourite drinks.

Cali
"With a splash of freshness. Eh, fuck it, I'm not good with puns", I sat down, this time a bit farther than him. It was satisfactory to swear; I could hear the bright and cheerful tone of my voice when I said. I often swore, but when it came to heavy swears, I saisd them with utter joy.

Frederick
Slightly disappointed with how far he had sat, I turned so I was facing him properly. He seemed oddly happy about swearing, but damn, did he sound hot swearing. Ugh, here we go again. Fred, concentrate. I secretly hoped that he would swear again, but I feared what I would do to him. I ran a hand through my hair, altering its position into one it should be in before taking another sip of the drink.

Cali
I clapped joyfully, still admiring my courage to swear."Now that we finally got outta reading the script, why don't you tell me about yourself?" Like, siblings, friends, hopes, dreams and sexual fantasies. I should probably stop thinking like this, but I didn't want to. I knew he was unreachable, and that he probably already had a wife and two and a half kids (who am i to speak), but why did I care then?

Frederick
I paused to think of something to say, knowing he probably didn't care that much about knowing random stuff about me. I soon settled with a small fact, "I usually skateboard everywhere, as I am too lazy to walk" I said, "How about you, what is an interesting favt about you?" I asked, I personally thought everything about him would be interesting.

Cali
I snorted."I do nothing of value during the day. Or during the night, I might add", I said and leaned back, sipping from my glass. I made a face, since it was cold. Remind me to double kill Mel for putting Coke in the fridge. Wait, that's an interesting thing."I hate when my drinks are cold, if you could call that an interesting fact."

Frederick
"Yeah, I think it is an interesting fact. Why?" I asked, curious, cold drinks tasted no different to lukewarm drinks. But hey, we all have a weird opinion on things sometimes, it's just human nature.

Cali
"Because I fucking hate winter", I said with a huge grin plastered on my face. Now that I started it was hard to stop, and even harder because I didn't actually want to stop. I just hoped he wasn't raised in a hardcore Christian family because if that's so, he'd a) not be able to fool around with me and b) be disgusted by my swears.

Frederick
I smiled lightly again, does he actually feel the winter? I mean he is properly hot enough to melt the rest of the Antarctic let alone feel the cold of winter. "But what about the festive season? That is always a good time"

Cali
"Naaaaah. Screw Christmas and scary Santas and creepy snowmen and those terrifying jinglebells and nasty reindeer and general red and green theme like what the fuck did you pick those two contrasting colours on purpose or did you chose on random?" I ranted on and on. In all honesty, I didn't even mind Christmas all that much. It annoyed me, yes, but I pretty much ignored it. You know what could happen to make me like Christmas? If that hot person next to me kissed me under the mistletoe. You know what would make me LOVE Christmas? An evening shag. Yes, I might like Christmas then.

(that is an idea cx)

Frederick
"Most people think that the colours red and green are used for Christmas because of holly. In a way, they are true. Since Christmas is a holy celebration, the reasons for the colours are also very religious. We use green because we use evergreens. Evergreens represent everlasting life. Christ died, but he still lives - maybe not on earth but in heaven. That is what everlasting life is. Then, red represents the blood that Christ bled when he was dying on the cross" I recited something that I had read a few years ago, I wasn't religious, I just found some of the texts written quite interesting. The Bible can be a good read, you should try it sometime.

Cali
"So you're telling me that red is Christ's blood? I might just start liking Christmas", I made an impressed face."Don't get me wrong, I'm not against God or Jesus, they're against me, according to the Church", I humphed and slid down the chair so the spot where the butt should be was my neck resting place. I have nothing against religion or religious people. I am just not religious. I don't believe that there's Heaven or Hell, but I do believe that something happens, that we don't just die.