April 15.

  The rehearsals would end the following m, followed by anizing the sets and filming. Photography was set to begin on May 4, and by June 27, the crew would start filming. For now, the rehearsals were over, and with Billy’s charm, they were waiting to double the shoot, maybe even do a long take—two films were uain. But there would be aended version.

  -Thanks, Rob, I've been trying to improve my ag skills, but it's tough,- Billy remarked.

  -e to my academy, people will help you a lot. You’ve got good skills, but you o work on those small details that are frankly annoying. Sometimes refleg emotions is a real pain, and positioning is key. Naturalness is ahing, but I believe in a few years you’ll have the necessary skills unless you dedicate a lot of time to it, - ented Robert Pattinson.

  Robert was helping him practice for the Narnia auditions. Billy was aiming for the role of a Brit, and luckily, he picked up the at in seds. Just listening to the Harry Potter cast had greatly improved his dialect, and anythied to ats, Billy picked up three times faster than normal—on a genius level. When it came to music, Billy had the IQ of an average person, around 90-109. But when it came to music-reted aspects, Billy’s IQ soared to 300. In parison, remarkable figures like Garry Kasparov, with an IQ of 172, a grandmaster in chess, or Stephen Hawking, with a 162 IQ, paled in trast. Then there’s -Kim Ung-Yong-, the real child prodigy: mastering fuages by the age of two, attending uy by four, and w for NASA by eight, with an IQ of 210, holding the Guinness World Record for the highest IQ.

  Billy’s IQ was at least 270, though it was said to be 300. Pying instruments, singing, mimig voices, dang in public, fakiions, expressiions, and of course, being a superstar—from fideo demeanor—all could be mastered with an IQ of 300. It was enough for people to see Billy’s progress as superhuman. In terms of singing, only two people could cim to have such exceptional abilities.

  -That’s amazing,- ented Robert, knowing that everything was improving dramatically, especially Billy's expressions. As Krum, he assable, but in his role, what stood out was the iy of his gaze. The director joked that Billy's stance while being chased by the camera was fantastic.

  -Try sloug a bit when you're in front of your parents, and don’t fet, in most cases, younger people shrink in the presence of parental or authority figures, especially 90 years ago. It's normal for them to behave differently around figures of authority. That usually happens in films like this, - Robert advised.

  Billy aking the notes seriously. Robert's attention to detail was remarkable, and Billy jotted down every point with a pen.

  -Ahhh, how gratifying! I heard from the twins that your birthday is ing up soon. Do you have any pns for a celebration? - Billy asked.

  Robert shook his head. He would spend time with his parents at most, nothing new. For now, parties didn’t i him, and he preferred a low-key pn.

  -I don’t like doing anything over the top, - Robert said.

  -Mmm, sounds good. A yacht, a crew... ha! Just kidding. I get it. y PES, though you're probably not up for losing again, - Billy joked.

  They tiudying their craft, while Emma pretended not to notice. Sihey fiheir dance rehearsals, Billy hadn’t spoken to her, nor did he approach her. They’d had a sed dance-off, which she lost agaio nerves—something that had bee a big issue.

  The score was 3-0 acc to him, but she insisted it was only two losses. Yet, the st time had been the most intehey skipped the waltz and did the quickstep, which led to her close defeat. Emma lost 2-0 in her t but couldn’t stop watg him. His fidence was unusual, and young Emma had bee somewhat obsessed. Billy felt her gaze but tio ig.

  He lifted his eyes and made eye tact with Emma. She looked away at first, but after two seds, turned baeet his gaze, only to drop her eyes again in a sed.

  -I think the best idea is to pn a paintball match. What do you think, Rob? You, me, the twins—all against each other. Or we could fight aeam, maybe your cousins or school friends? - Billy suggested.

  They tinued practig Billy’s role in Narnia for the few moments, until the call for the final rehearsal. A quick group read-through of the st part of the script revealed anxious faces, even among the adults. They had time to take the rehearsal easy and leave as soon as possible. Their professionalism was high for them, given the distras of the younger cast members.

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  Billy ying soccer with the Harry Potter cast on the distant green field. They had been taken to a small try house that resembled a game room, filled with various challenges and shelves. The secret fact was that Daniel Radcliffe was terrible at sports—uncoordinated. Now it made sense why the young boy pying Seamus Finnigan, Devon Murray, was by far the best oeam. Billy was on his team, and frankly, they seemed like the worst, but young Devon was leagues ahead of the others.

  The girls watched from a distance, chatting as they waited. There was a small team-buildi that had just begun, but a soccer ball had snu, arranged by the produ crew. First came the match, and then, after a while, an outdoor fair led by some produ team members he vilge.

  The matded with Devon Murray sg twelve goals.

  -Ameris have always been bad at soccer, - Devon teased Billy.

  -Haha, that’s true, but we’re good at boxing and basketball, - Billy responded.

  They had a little piia sandwiches and fruit—while pying around at the fair. There were even those famous shooting games. Billy decided to stay back at the house for a bit of rexation. He went up to the sed floor, where there were some hockey games. He stepped into the bathroom, and as he came out, he saw a blonde girl he wasn’t expeg.

  -Were you waiting for me?- Billy asked, standing in the meeting room where they usually did their homework. The pce was fairly empty.

  -Ah—n-no,"- the girl stammered, her cheeks flushing. - I didn’t want to go to the fair. I feel a bit out of pce. I think I’ll wait here for a while. I don’t like it there. Plus, I have to go back to school tomorrow and run around catg up with everyone... because of the rehearsals, I have a lot of homework to do when I get home, - Emma expined.

  -I heard you study at an all-girls school, - Billy mentioned.

  -What does that have to do with anything? - Emma asked.

  -Nothing... Our game could be a hockey match. You said you'd make me eat dirt in a hockey game, - Billy remarked, pointing to the air hockey table. It was impressive. Billy grabbed a puck, and Emma could have scolded him for being shameless, ging the rules, as it was supposed to be a roller hockey game, not a simple air hockey match. But as he slid the puto the table, they both started pying.

  They pyed a total of seven matches. Billy lost two and won five, leaving the score at o two.

  -It’s only because you’re strohat’s why! - the girl could be heard saying.

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