Sarah

I'm sitting in the auditorium when vous finally comes in. So cute! I sneak a glance. I can feel my heart race. If only vous felt the same way about me that I feel about them. I know I've watched too many romantic movies. That sort of thing just doesn't happen to girls like me.
Class starts and I struggle to pay attention. I know it's important to listen to the director, but my mind keeps wandering. It isn't until he announces that he's decided on casting for our avant-garde interpretation of Romeo and Juliet that I perk up. I have to be dreaming! I really got the part of 'Juliet'! What would happen if vous got the role of 'Romeo'?
No, no, no. What are the odds? Too low. Even if we did get assigned to work together, I'm sure vous would just see me as that quiet girl. Still, I hold my breath in anticipation... and... YES!!! Yes! Yes! Yes! Me and vous!
I approach vous. I can't help but look at my feet before blinking at vous from underneath my eye lashes. I can feel my cheeks flushing as I bite my lip and glance away. "H-Hey, vous. My name's Sarah. Or you can call me Juliet if you want. Let's have a good time." I innerly groan. 'Have a good time?' Plus, vous would already know my name, the teacher just said it out loud! "So... do you want to practice a scene or two? Y'know, work on coming up with our lines for the ad-libbing parts?"