him with eager enthusiasm shining
on her face; she really wasn’t going to leave him alone until he
agreed.
“Erm ok, sure …
that would be nice of you.” he smiled at her and then turned his
book to the appropriate page; he hoped Maddie would take the hint
that she should do the same. She knew that that had been a
less-than-subtle hint to leave him alone, so Maddie reluctantly
turned her text to the right page and tried to pay attention to Ms
Belson; who was now talking about some volunteers to act out a
scene.
“Come on now,”
Ms Belson pleaded with her reluctant class, “I just want two people
to act out one little scene; just so we can get a feel of what we
are discussing. Anyone … anyone at all – Mr Eddison, perhaps you
would be so kind?”
Kale had been
expecting this; he unwillingly agreed and went to stand at the
front.
Ms Belson
smiled, “Thank you Kale, now who’s going to read the part of
‘Beatrice’?” Fifteen hands shot up in the air and Kale squirmed,
‘sure they all agree now they know I’ll be reading opposite them’
he thought.
Ms Belson
looked amused, “Well now, that’s the passion I’m looking for … now
let’s see.” She glanced around at the eager faces and stopped when
she notice Izzie sitting reading her script instead of acting like
a love-struck teenager; Ms Belson thought she would be the perfect
choice – at least Izzie wouldn’t act all giddy and would actually
take what they were doing very seriously.
“Miss Frank,
perhaps you’d like a try?” Ms Belson watched as Izzie raised her
head and rolled her eyes.
“Sure, I think
I can control myself, unlike this lot.” she gestured to her overly
excited class-mates and made her way to the front, much to the
dislike of the other girls.
“Now, you will
read ‘Beatrice’ and Kale, you will read ‘Benedick’ … if you could
just take it from ‘Against my will I am sent to bid you come in to
dinner’.”
Izzie smirked
at Ms Belson’s selection; she really wouldn’t have to act like she
couldn’t stand Kale that much – she had that down to a fine art
already.
They read
through the scene and the bell rang just as they had finished it;
everyone clapped them politely and started to file out of the room
as Izzie and Kale returned to the back of the classroom to retrieve
their belongings.
Kale cleared
his throat as he slung his bag over his shoulder, “You were really
good there now.”
Izzie looked up
at him – ‘Wow, he really is super tall’ she thought – and
half-smiled, “Thanks, you weren’t so bad yourself … for a movie
star.”
He laughed and
fell into step with her as they left the classroom. Izzie didn’t
say anything to him as they walked along the corridor, Kale decided
to break the silence.
“So Izzie, can
I ask you something?”
Izzie looked up
to find his blue eyes full of curiosity, “I suppose you can but it
doesn’t mean I’ll answer you.” she smiled when he raised his
eyebrows.
“Oh feisty,
aren’t you? I was just wondering why you seem to hate me – I mean
you don’t even know me.” He looked at her inquisitively; he was
strangely drawn to her for some reason – even if she did clearly
loathe him.
“I don’t hate
you,” Izzie told him truthfully, “I’m just not as infatuated by you
as everyone else appears to be.”
Kale nodded,
“Fair enough, no reason for me to argue with that; everyone’s
entitled to an opinion.”
“Mmm,” Izzie
simply replied; why was he still talking to her? All she wanted was
for him to leave her alone so she could enjoy the break before her
next class. Kale seemed to sense she was ticked off by him.
“You really
don’t like me.” It wasn’t a question, more the case of him stating
a fact. Izzie shrugged, “It’s nothing personal; I just don’t see
what all the fuss is about – no offence.”
Kale laughed,
“None taken, wow, I really love your honesty. You really aren’t
afraid to say what you really think, are