There were people watching us. Other students smiling as they watched on. We were very clearly filming—Daniel was ahead of us, walking backward with his camera on us while Bridgette guided him.
It was clearly a shoot.
But the people coming out of class were stopping and watching us, smiling when they saw Chase and me holding hands.
At least they had the smarts not to interrupt.
But then Daniel backed away to the side, letting us pass him, so he could follow us instead. It felt weirder then, to be in the front, holding hands with Chase as we walked back to class.
I was more aware of the background noise then, of chatter and people talking, and how the sound techs would work around that. “Should we keep talking so the sound guys can differentiate between dialogue and background noise?”
“Probably,” Chase said. “It might help. Let’s run lines.”
“Lines from what?”
“I don’t know. It doesn’t matter.”
“If you say Hairspray, I’m dumping you.”
“You mean Elijah is dumping Dominic.”
“No, I mean Amos is dumping Chase.”
“I think we need to have a Hairspray appreciation date.”
“I think you need to stop talking.”
He chuckled. “I can sing it if you’d prefer.”
“I would not prefer that, no.”
“What about Rocky Horror Picture Show?”
“Will you be Frank-N-Furter?”
“One hundred percent yes.”
I laughed just as we got back to the rehearsal hall. I held the door for Chase and he walked through. When we were inside, he took my hand again and he did a theatrical bow, as if he was getting a standing ovation. “Thank you, thank you so much.”
A few people did clap, though attention soon turned to the iPad. We watched it for perspective, to learn which angles were best and how dialogue worked with the sound quality. All the technical stuff...
But I also couldn’t help but think how good we looked together. How the camera made Chase look even more handsome.
I also couldn’t help but notice how much I’d smiled.
“Aww,” Chase said. “Dominic and Elijah make such a cute couple.”
Right, yes.
Dominic and Elijah.
Not Chase and Amos.
Keep remembering that, Amos.
Then Chase had his phone out already, scrolling his socials. “Oh, yep, we’re topic number one on campus. We need to start advertising this show,” he said, looking at Deirdre. “People are already invested.”
Hm.