"Oh, probably make fun of us, but who cares? I don't," Jen said. "C'mon, let's just do the skit... and you do have to admit defeat! Just because I want to hear you say it." Jen giggled.

Peter rolled his eyes. "Fine. I can't resist you." Peter shrugged. "We can do a skit, as long as the bullies don't start another rumor and make me balder because of it." He did not want ot hurt Jen's feelings, but right now he was scared.

Jen suddenly turned on him, her eyes fierce. "Peter, cut it out about the hair already! Please! Just promise me you won't bring it up again.. I hate to see you so depressed..."

Peter sat up straighter. "Sorry. I'm just worried." He sighed. Regaining his composure, he said, "We can do a skit. That would be fun." He showed her the wadded up paper he had copied from the play on.

Jen skimmed through it and smiled. "Awesome. Let's do it now!" She jumped up from her chair and pulled on Peter's arm.

Peter smiled and jumped up with Jen, trying to ignore the excitable sensation her hand on his arm gave her. He grinned. "Balcony scene. You start."

Jen cleared her throat dramatically, then read, "Oh, Romeo, where fore art thou, Romeo? Deny thy father and refuse they name. If a rose called by an other name, would it still smell so sweet? My true love"--Jen looked at Peter here and blushed--"sprang forth from my only hate."

Peter smiled at her blushing, knowing he scored a point. Still, he let Juliet's words sink in. They had meaningto Jen, apparently and what he had to say from Romeo sank deep into his heart. "By a name, I do not know how to tell thee who I am." He licked his lips. He liked his name, "Peter" because of the disciple Peter but he hated that he made so many mistakes that had resulted in separation from Jen. Even if he wasn't separated form her, he still regretted who he was before he became a Christian. Also, he hated that he had to turn to pills. Even if he was still allowed to be with Jen and even if he still had all his hair, he would still hate himself for what he had done. "My name, dear saint is hateful to who myself. Because it is an enemy to thee." He looked straight into her hazel eyes, as if it were him speaking it to her and not Romeo to Juliet. As if it had more to do with one's mistakes than one's name. But his last name was Scrubb and Scrubbs were not pleasant people. He took a deep breath, passion in his eyes and said how he felt about his last name. "Had I written it, I would tear the word." He felt ROmeo's pain.
(quotes from Act 2 Scene 2 in Romeo and Juliet)
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Justin asked, "Nate, you still there?"
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Stacey gave in. "Okay, we can do a poster."

"Ummm. Good question," Chrissa said to Miley. She put a hand on her friend's arm. Miley looked terrified. "Maybe Pam will forget about it."

Nate had tooken a long way around a few bullies he saw standing on the corner and had not even thought of his phone when he heard Justin again "Oh sorry Justin... Your family is a flytrap for trouble... Now Mileys reciving threats"

Justin groaned, then demanded,"Tell me where she is and I will be right there!" He wondered what bullies could be after Miley. He held in a breath, trying to calm his rattling storm growing inside of him. "Sorry, I didn't mean to yell." He ran a hand through his hair. "I need to get to her now, to see if she's okay." He wondered who would be threatening Miley and had every intention of helping her. WHoever thought they could threaten his sister had another thought coming
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Miley whined, "Yeah, like Mr. Pole forgot about it." She tries not to let the tears form her eyes. "I don't want to lose my hair and I don't want to lose Ryan!" She looked away. "Maybe we should do something else the night of the dance. She inched closer to the counter. A lady behind her asked, "Something wrong?"
MIley yelled, "You saw what's wrong. WHy do you let people like that shop in your store?"

"Thank you," muttered Zach. Hopefully this would be over very, very soon. "Uh.." he began. "You wanna go print snippets of the script from the internet?" he pointed to an old Window computer.

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Ally toyed with her phone and flipped it open, closed it, opened it, and closed it again. Sighing, she leaned back on her bed and looked at the ceiling fan going around and around. She wondered how Stacey was handling her project with Zach.

Ally was still bored. She totally needed SOMETHING to do. The door opened and her sister was coming inside downstairs. "Hey!" Ally got up and ran down the stairs as her sister looked disapprovingly at Ally's outfit, but Anna Graham didn't say anything.

"What?" she asked instead, obviously not exactly enjoying the conversation.

"'Kay, I'm going," said Ally, opening the door. "See ya."

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Ronia. Johny threw a few more things into his bag. He didn't think he'd leave so soon, but whatever. At least they gave him time to prepare for it, he though wryly as he zipped up the bag. On the bright side, now he could say he was a spy. On the dark side, going into Ronia and taking a look at what's going on sounded quite boring.

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"Hey, do you want to go to a convention?" Brad asked June. He'd been working on a mafia case, and the convention was a huge meeting for all FBI people investigating mafia.

(((OOC: Ooh, fun. )))

"Why not?" said June flippantly. "When is it?"

(OOC um hummy Justin is still at Brad's house)

Stacey cheerfully answered, "Okay. I can do that." She made her way towards the computer, went on Google and looked up Romeo and Juliet. It reminded her so much of Peter and Jen. For once, she was not jealous. Deep down, she hoped Jen would be with Peter again soon.

Jen smiled to herself. He made a better Romeo than Romeo did himself. Besides, Peter was more handsome than anyone she had ever known, so he beat all.
"What man art thou, that, thus bescreen'd in night, so stumblest on my counsel?"
Jen didn't feel as if she were Juliet, but she felt as herself when she spoke the character's words. She smiled again, and added with her own words,
"Beat that, my handsome sir!"

Peter blushed, realizing they had to start again. He was shocked to hear Jen call him handsome. Yet, he was sure she was kidding. Still, it made him smile and warmed his heart. "Well, my wondorous Lady, I will." He closed his eyes and repeated the scene in Romeo and Juliet
" By a name
54 I know not how to tell thee who I am:
55 My name, dear saint, is hateful to myself,
56 Because it is an enemy to thee;
57 Had I it written, I would tear the word. " (Act 3 Scene 2)

He gave her an innocent smile.