Chapter three of my school stories.

Well, to the beginning. There's this company that deals with plays over here in Australia called 'Bell Shakespeare'. Don't know if you've heard of it.

These guys were over at my school yesterday. There were four actors discussing love and acting out 'Romeo and Juliet' and some other play as an example. One of the actors went all 'bow chicka bow wow' when discussing the part where Romeo and Juliet argue over the nightingale and the lark. Looks like I'm not the only one to wonder just what Romeo and Juliet were doing the night before.

Anyway, at the end of the whole show, they let us ask them questions. Some people asked them about their rehearsals, others I can't remember. I had one question of my own.

Now, remember the guy whose diary and pencil case I nicked and hid (we'll call him Tree)? Well, he was sitting right in front of me when the play was going on.

People who know Tree all know that there's this girl he likes. Half his height (he's bigger than I am). He keeps denying he likes her, but I just can't resist having a crack at him when the opportunity presents itself.

Anyway, I asked the actors a question. It went something like this:

'If a guy likes a girl and she doesn't like him back, what advice would you give him?'

OK. Tree tried to whack me a couple of times during the play. I'd been asking him if he and his potential girlfriend were together yet for some time. Lucky for him nobody paid attention.

A smart guy would've waited until the end when everyone had dispersed to cuff me in the head. But nope. He's not the brightest of people. When I stole his stuff I literally had to walk him to my hiding place. Guess what he does?

Halfway through my question, Tree swings his arm backwards. Gets me square on the head. Didn't hurt, but still. It was obviously to shut me up. The problem? There were around fifty people where the Bell Shakespeare actors were playing and they all saw Tree whack me. All four actors, the forty or so students there and at least three teachers.

The actors told Tree to calm down. A guy I know yelled his agreement. The teachers moved Tree away from me. I never actually heard the actors' advice over the laughing crowd and the guy sitting in front of Tree turned around and smirked. After the end, I didn't see Tree afterwards.

Now, nobody at school usually cares if I'm dead or alive. Today, quite a few people asked me what happened at the play. There was a guy at school that gave me a high-five. Now, the amount of people who know Tree has a crush went from ten guys (all in one little group) to at least seventy. One of my classmate's Maths class heard all about it. And as for Tree? He'll never hear the end of this. I mean, now that everyone knows about Tree's little 'love' issue...

I keep telling Tree to ask her out and get it over and done with. He keeps saying 'why should I ask her out if I don't like her?'. Well, he's in denial. Duh. At least, that's what I reckon.