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Second part: Latvian Spanish. HEY


It was the 15th of July when he first saw him. Those brown eyes and dark brown hair. And from the first moment their eyes met, he knew he was gonna be the one.
 Raphael has been acting his whole life but he’s never been this nervous and anxious before. This is The audition that will determine his whole career.
 He was sitting in a room full of wannabe actors who are all hoping to get this part. It was a really hot summer day and Raphael was extremely stressed. And then it happened. He walked by and instantly Raphael knew. It was love from the first sight.
  He was thirteen at the time when he started to realize he might be attracted to boys. He and his family are religious, so being gay was never an option. It took him 6 years to finally be okay with himself and sexuality.
 Raphael was far too nervous to go up to him, so he just sat there, and wondered. What would happen if he walked up to him. What would happen?
 It was only seconds before the guy came up to Raphael. He was this tall, European guy, who was far too charming to be real. But he was, and the second Raphael felt his heart go of, he heard this one simple word: “Hey!”.
He was really handsome, probably the most attractive person that he has ever seen. And he never stopped smiling, knowing that he could melt the heart of everyone who looked at him. Raphael was absolutelly shocked. He started smiling to the handsome boy too.
-Umm... Ehhh... Hi!
-How is it going? I’ve been looking at your script papers. They are so nice.
- Ehhh... Thank you...
- I hope you get a great audition!
-Thank...
Long before Raphael could thank him for his kindness, he was already talking with a girl on the other side of the room. He could not imagine that the handsome boy has talked with him. He could not even imagine that he has looked at him! He was so excited, probably it could help so much for the audition. He felt more proud of himself, more motivated. He was expecting that the handsome boy to talk with him again, but while he was immersed in his thoughts, a deep voice burst into the room:
-Raphael?
-Yes, I am.
-You are the next one, be ready. Due to time issues, you have to do the audition at the same time as another person. However, you must be focussed on your script.
-Okay, no problem.
But...Yes. It was a problem, and he noticed when he saw his partner. He could not pay attention if the most handsome boy that everyone could imagine was sitting there, by his side.



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