Breeding in the Academy: Searching for Freedom (All 9)

Interview Pt. 1

"And scene!" a voice yelled out, shattering the atmosphere the actors had created. The blonde haired woman stood up with the help of her silver-eyes castmate. They stepped off of the forest scenery before a voice yelled out to them. "Sang! Owen! Take a seat. The interview is about to start."

"Okay!" A feminine voice mixed in with a masculine voice.

Within moments the eleven empty seats were filled by the main actors of the series called Breeding in the Academy. Sitting across from the two rows of actors and actress was a woman. Her black hair was pulled back into a high bun, showing the white air pods in her ears. Her head bopped to the music that played on her phone as she wrote something on her iPad. Her signature gray teardrop ring glimmered on her middle finger of her left hand. Brown eyes looked up as the last actor sat.

"We ready?" The author spoke with an accent due to rhoticism.

The eleven nodded as the author paused her music and readied her questions. At the motion of the author's hand, the camera started.

"Welcome to the Breeding in the Academy cast interview part 1," The author smiled. "I'm the author of this story, Azallya. You can call me Lya if my penname is too confusing to say. Sitting across from me are the eleven main characters. Can you please introduce yourselves?"

The man in the chair closest to me spoke. His carefully shaped hair was now ruffled now that the scene was finished being filmed. "I'm Owen Blackbourne."

The blonde next to him smiled brightly. "I'm Sean Green."

"Sang Sorenson," the only actress in the group smiled.

"Luke Taylor," the prankster waved at the camera.

"Victor Morgan," The light brown haired man nodded.

The back row started. The red head flashed a large smile at the camera. "I'm Nathan Griffin, but I'm known as Nate."

The man next to him slipped off the fake black frames from his nose to his front shirt pocket. "It's nice to meet you. I'm Dakota- well, Kota Lee."

"Gabriel Coleman," The two toned hair man smiled. "I'm happy to be here today."

"So am I," the least known actor spoke up. "I'm Michelangelo Lyons. You know me mainly by Milo."

"I'm Silas Korba," The large man next to him said quietly in his lilting accent.

"North Taylor," the last man said as he sipped from his Starbucks Frappuccino drink.

The Author smiled, nodding her head. "I'm glad that you guys can talk to me today. You're awfully busy."

Luke chuckled. "Well, you are the one who writes the scenes for us."

"True," Author smiled. "So I have a few questions to ask you before we can continue?" At their nods, she smiled. "If you had to describe yourself as an emoji, what would it be?"

North grumbled. "That's easy. I'd be the angry faced emoji. 😠"

Luke laughed. "That really does fit him. 🥳 I'd be the partying emoji because I enjoy having fun."

"I'd be the expressionless face because I've mastered the mask. 😑" Owen said with an expressionless face.

Sean smiled. "You know me. I got the 😉 flirty face."

Gabe rolled his yes. "I just did mine. 🙄"

Silas blinked at him confusedly. "I would be the confused face. 😕 I don't know some things that they say."

Nathan chuckles. "I have the 🤨 raised eyebrow because I question why a lot. Like why am I here and not sleeping?"

"I'd be the sunglasses emoji," Victor spoke. "😎 I have to get used to paparazzi camera flashes."