The Written Hearts

Chapter Two- And It Instantly Goes Downhill, James' POV

  I never took my favourite author as an actor, but damn, he's good.  Honestly, I didn't take him to be shy, either.
  It began with accidently bumping into him going to judge auditions.  Me and the another other judge had already had gotten our part from the director, who was the third judge, so I really didn't have to audition.  
  Nobody really knew what the authour looked like- he had never revealed what he looked like, and he wasn't really popular.  So, I was instantly in slight suprise when I ran into the author.  He was kind of cute, honestly.  He was just below averadge height, skinny, and had freckles across his pale face, matched with blonde hair.  He was wearing a hoodie and jeans, his glasses were square-ish and sliding down his face.  I only knew who he was based off his mature-like writing, and fast pased story.
  Connor did really well, considering how afterwards he muttered about how he had never taken an acting class to himself, and he left after I chatted with him about when practices are and handed him the paper.
  I realized he had left his binder in the audition rooms after the rest of the auditions, but he was already gone.  So, I held onto it, only to find out that was a bad idea.
  My girlfriend, who I'll refuse to name or describe for the sake of her privacy, had started screaming at me about how "I was cheating on her", and such, even though I wouldn't do such a thing, once I got home.
  The rest, for now, I'd like to keep in private, mostly because it's personal.  For the sake of time, I finally kicked her out, with her responce of nearly burning the binder (she only melted the cover, the paper is untouched), and nearly beated me up again.