Consequences

63-Out of sync

*Jenna's POV*

"Alright, scene 5 take 6," someone announces and I come back to reality. I glance quickly at Peter who's already fiddling with buttons. What am I meant to be doing? Wait which scene. Ermm. Maybe I'll just walk around here. I can see everyone behind the camera watching me but I just keep walking trailing my finger round the T.A.R.D.I.S. Okay keep thinking. Damn it I can't remember.
"Alright cut," Paul sighs rubbing his forehead in his hands.
"Sorry, I blanked." I mumble.
"Jen, we just went over your lines! You've blanked on this scene 4 times! Everyone take a break, Jenna I need to have a word,"

Oh great. I do love my job but something's really off now. I've been face timing Matt most days but we just seem really out of sync. Obviously filming is tiring because we've been doing a lot of late night and early morning shoots. Anyway let's get this lecture from Paul over and done with. I amble over to him and he smiles slightly.
"What's up?" He asks.
"The sky," I say blankly.
"No Jenna, you're acting differently. You're not so lively and if I'm honest your acting is kinda borderline," he says. I know he's only trying to help and get the best out of me but the comment does bring a wave of tears to my eyes. I suck my breath in and will myself not to cry. It's so stupid. Why am I crying? Quickly I turn away from him.
"Jenna?"
"No, sorry it's just Matt." I murmur quickly wiping my tears away as I turn back.
"Well you're crying so it's obviously something,"
"I don't want to cry i didn't mean to cry," I tell him.
"Are you going through a rough patch?" He asks gently.
"No not really, well I don't know. I haven't dated anyone for so long apart from Richard and now it's just so different with Matt and- Sorry I shouldn't really be talking about it to you."
"What's happening between you?"
"We're just really out of sync, and it's hard,"
"Okay but you can't let that affect your work, we do have deadlines and this isn't working. So either you move on right now or I can give you a couple of personal days to go spend with him."

A flush of hope flies through me and I guess Paul must've seen it in my eyes.
"I'm expecting you back my Monday. You have four days,"

This is short because I wanted to update but I didn't want to write anymore in this chapter so here you go.