THE HOT NEW GUY.

SLOANE'S POINT OF VIEW. I read the lines of the script in my hands, as I tried to memorize them. For some reason, Ms Vale had decided to give the lead role in the play. "No! You're not my father!" I said, trying to act out the scene, but for some reason, it felt wrong. Discouraged, I dropped the thick file on my desk and groaned in frustration. I'd been at it for three hours now, and honestly, I felt like telling her I was the wrong pick for this. "Having trouble?" A voice says, jerking me, as I sat up immediately. It wasn't anyone I could recognize. I stared at the unfamiliar guy before me, as my heart pounded for some silly reason. He leaned against the door lazily, as his dark eyes ran up and down my body. Suddenly, I felt raw as he walked towards me without breaking that smirk. "Anything I can help with?" He asked as he stopped in front of me. His hands darted out and grabbed the script from the table before me. His eyes ran up and down the pages before he smirked again and dropped