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general information. They also
gave me a script, background information on my character, and
pretty much everything else I needed to know to be ready for our
read on Thursday. In exchange, I gave them my measurements for the
costume department and some other schooling information they’d need
to get me a studio teacher.
    When Gran pulled onto Pullman Avenue where we
lived, I saw Joseph’s forest green car parked outside of the
house.
    “That boy has been calling every five seconds
to ask if you’re out of the audition yet,” Gran said with slight
exasperation, even though I knew she loved Joseph. I smiled at
Joseph’s interest and couldn’t wait to tell him I got the part . .
. and all of the other exciting things that had happened that day.
“I think he likes you,” Gran said mischievously.
    “Gran, I only met him today,” I said with a
grin, but I secretly hoped she was right. Lukas did look very
passionate when he was about to kiss me. Never mind that he had
been duped by Mr. Hill.
    “I meant Joseph, Bliss,” she said with a roll
of her eyes. “Don’t you get all wrapped up in Lukas Leighton. It’s
never a good idea to date someone you work with. Besides, you just
can’t trust actors,” she said knowingly.
    “But you’re an actor . . . and I’m an actor .
. . and Joseph’s an actor,” I said, ticking each of us off on my
fingers. Gran simply shot me a silencing look.
    “You know what I mean, Bliss.”
    I smiled at her and jumped out of the car the
second we pulled into the garage. Joseph scrambled out of his own
car, holding a miniature cooler and searching my face
tentatively.
    “I brought you ice cream,” he said
carefully.
    “What kind?” I asked.
    “Both.”
    We were silent for a moment while I let the
suspense build. Joseph knew me so well that it was scary. Whenever
I was sad, I ate my weight in Praline Pecan ice cream. Whenever I
was happy, I ate my weight in Huckleberry ice cream. Either way, I
probably shouldn’t be eating my weight in ice cream no matter what
my mood was, but that wasn’t the point. The point was that Joseph
thought of everything.
    He continued to look at me with his dark
brown eyes, practically pleading with me to tell him what had
happened.
    “Break out the Huckleberry,” I said with a
grin.
    “No way,” he exclaimed, dropping the cooler
onto the ground and picking me up in a tight embrace. “No way,” he
just kept saying over and over again while I laughed like a maniac.
I was sure anyone driving by would think we had completely lost our
minds. When he finally released me from the hug he just held me at
arms length and smiled. “I can’t believe this,” he finally
said.
    “How do you think I felt when they told me?”
I said breathlessly. “I’m actually going to be on Forensic
Faculty ! And from the scripts they gave me, I’ll be on at least
four episodes. Maybe more if they decide they really like me.”
    “June, this is a really big deal,” he told
me, as if I needed reminding. “I say we go inside, you eat the
Huckleberry and I’ll eat the sad ice cream and we go over your
lines.”
    “I think that’s a perfect idea,” I said,
linking my arm through his. As we walked inside, Joseph said hello
to Gran for a moment while I grabbed two spoons from the drawer and
raced him up to my room. We didn’t bother with bowls on special
occasions; we just ate the whole pint right out of the carton.
    “All right, where do you want to start?”
Joseph asked, skimming the pages of the script and scooping a huge
amount of ice cream up with his spoon.
    “Honestly, I don’t really say much until my
scene with Lukas that I auditioned with today. Most of my scenes
before that are just a few angry lines that I yell at Charles, but
I’d rather practice those on my own. Angry lines are always kind of
embarrassing to practice in front of someone,” I said with a
shrug.
    “Agreed,” he replied. “All right, so you
start here, right?” he asked, pointing