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Devorah Gellner had had an interesting past few months. Towards the end of her junior year, she met a boy, Damian Cole, her first true crush and relationship. The relationship, however, was cursed with misfortune. On their first date they were attacked by monsters, and on their second date, Devi fell into a coma. She had broken with him since waking up, feeling he was a bad luck charm. She spent the rest of her summer break sulking in depression, but that was all behind her now.

It was her first day of her senior year at Meadowview High, and nothing was going to get her down. She was in great electives this year, taking an advanced drama class that was mostly filled with only seniors. Sadly, because of Devi's shyness, most her classmates knew very little about her. But she was determined to change that this year.

She had even written it in her diary, a top five to do list before graduating. The list was as follows:

#1. Be more social.
#2. Marathon horror movies all Halloween day.
#3. Drink alcohol for first time. Manischewitz on Yom Kippur does not count.
#4. Apply to colleges.
#5. Stop making to do lists in my diary.

And, in attempt to perform the first task on her to do list, she turned to the student in the seat next to her and introduced herself with a soft and probably-too-quiet, "Hello."

Devi had wondered if she suddenly turned pretty, because this was the second boy in just a few months - and the second boy ever in her life - to call her 'beautiful' or 'pretty'. She had not become accustomed to this, so naturally her face turned a little red. She was well aware of it, so turned her face for a moment as she let it fade, and then turned back to the boy who called her 'beautiful.'

"I'm Devorah Gellner, but my friends call me Devi," she said. She always wanted to say something like that even though she doesn't really have any friends, just like all the popular girls in the movies. Right before those very same popular girls get drunk, have sex, and end up brutally murdered by a serial killer. She figured that if she acted like a sociable girl, someone might actually believe it! Of course, her plan was to stop before she ended up murdered like the girls in the movies.

"I haven't seen you around here before, are you new to Meadowview?" she asked.

"School is always boring," Devi said. She wanted to say that life was always boring, but she had a feeling that this boy would be the type to disagree with her on that. And then he'd probably go into some long over-hyper speech, and she wasn't in the mood to hear that. There was something else she wanted to talk about.

"Your from Japan? That's awesome," she said, with little enthusiasm to show her genuine excitement. "I love Japanese horror movies. Have you ever seen Hausu? I love that movie, its so funny."

She actually knew very little about Japanese culture outside of very rarely seeing one of their horror movies. When she was little she remembered some Japanese cartoon about teenagers with super powers, but she remembered very little details about the plot. It all seemed too ridiculous for her to relate to. Other than that, all she knew about Japanese culture was what she learned through school, or through ever-so-reliable media-endorsed stereotypes.

"That's the one," Devi said. She was so excited by this revelation that she could almost smile! Almost. "How funny was it when the fat girl's severed head was flying around the room with the cat?"

It was a very weird movie.

She trusted Akio that Japanese actors were better than that, but in her belief, you didn't need to be a good actor in order to star in a horror film. You just need to be attractive and capable of screaming. Since this was a drama class, however, and due to her desire to be more social, she continued on with this acting conversation.

"I take it that you are an actor, then?" she asked. Although she had been apart of the drama department for years, and has acted before, it wasn't her passion. She loved filmmaking, and high school theatre seemed like a good gateway a future in film.

"CDs?" She knew what CDs were, of course, she just can't remember the last time she listened to music through that medium. MP3 players were the new norm, and Devi's was hardly used. She wasn't a big follower of music, the last time she really paid attention to that industry she was a tween fan of the Jonas Brothers and John Mayer. "Sure, I listen to CDs! I can play them on my computer, I guess!"

Her focus then shifted to what seemed to be the point of what he was saying: he was a singer. "You're a singer from a boy band? That's so cool! I can't sing at all, I always get too nervous in front of other people. But a singer? In a boy band? That's amazing!" Devi nearly swooned. Her mind had been blown. Blown.

"I wish it were that easy," she laughed. She had her fair share of insecurities and her doubts about her identity, and often wished she could just be someone else who didn't have these problems. "I act, a little bit. Its nice to not be me for a bit. But I like the stories more than the acting part of it."

"What I really want to be is a director for movies," she started. Her dream job was a director, but sadly, there wasn't a directing class offered at Meadowview. "I never really made any movies. Although I used to try, I would play with a camcorder and film movies by myself. Except I didn't have any friends to play actors, so I had to use dolls."

She wasn't sure why she admitted to not having many friends. It definitely wasn't something impressive. Perhaps she was just star-struck, or just plain awkward. Both seemed very plausible.

"So in Japan, are you really famous?" she asked. "And rich?"

She asked the best, most appropriate questions.

"I want to direct, but I don't even know where to begin," she admitted. She had planned on making a slasher film with her friend Ume, but those plans fell through when Devi fell into a comatose state. "I would need a cast, and a screenwriter, a better camera, lighting equipment, location permits, a crew...I'd want to go all out, not some amateur stuff with my dolls."

She was doing her best to sound interesting and professional. After all, this boy was a pro, she needed to measure up! "If I do ever make a movie, you should audition!" She would have to hold auditions, of course, like a pro.

"Do you have an agent or something? Like a manager? Do you have an entourage? Is it like Entourage? Do you watch Entourage?" She had a lot of questions...and so much time to ask them. After all, he was another student in her class for the rest of the year. "Sorry for all the questions, you're more interesting than other people here, like Becky McSlut over there."

In Becky's defense, McZlutt was her actual last name. Simple pronunciation error, honest.