Epilogue
Sophia had never been more nervous in her life as she was at the moment. Despite the air conditioner which was on, her palms were sweaty, her back was begining to soak wet, and beads of sweat coated her brows, threatening to ruin the mild makeup on her face.
It was D-Day. Drama day to be precise. The day for her and Tyler to play the role of Romeo and Juliet for which they had been practicing for months.
"Calm down, Sophie. You are going to do great," Tyler assured her as he stood in front of her and placed both hands on her shoulders to stop her from pacing as she had been doing round the backstage for some minutes now.
"What if I miss a line? What if I trip on my dress?" Sophia asked breathlessly.