Higher Stakes [Strings: Part 1]

Chapter 8: Sonny's or Demi's

He looked at her, confused.

“Did… Did… Di- Did I just said that out loud?” she blushed. He nodded. “I’m… I’ll… BYE!”

She quickly stood up, grabbed her script and ran off back to the main set. Bradley was there still on the floor, rubbing his forehead, smiling at what just happened.

“Why did I just say that? Seriously, what’s going on here? It… It…” she began as she was walking along the hallway after running away from the ‘incident’.  Her hand went up to the head, she blushed. “God…” She shut her eyes. Shivering up and down her spine, she quickly opens up her eyes and drew out, “Stop it Demi! You have a boyfriend! And he is—“

Her mind suddenly adjusted into something new. Blurry objects here and there. They were slowly forming in, slowly become vivid. The background clearly familiar, it was the empty hallway where she was leaning against the wall, her mind was muddled then. It was still muddled now. The image slowly formed together forming a large figure. Black, white, green, white and brown gathered up right in front of her in a form of a boy.

He has an athletic looking figure. The jacket fit his frame perfectly, presumably showing him.  So well-dressed, so well-proportioned and so noble, his clean-shave face showed his ruggedness. In addition, his smile was so addictive. It looked so benign and so mysterious too. Not to mention the jackpot, his deep brown eyes. They looked so majestic.

She felt tingles and finished, “--Bradley!”

“Don’t you supposed to mean ‘him’?” a female voice galvanized Demi, making her jump against the wall holding up her scrunched up script.

“Beg your pardon.” Demi asked.

“I said, don’t you supposed to mean ‘him’?” Tiffany repeated.

“Him?” she was still confused.

Tiffany sighed and gave up, “Him! Trace!”

“Oh…” Demi shook her head. Of course, she didn’t forget about him. The guy who trashed her dressing room yesterday.  “Oh… him.”

“Are you okay Demi?” Tiffany asked. “You’re so jumpy and blank lately. If you’re sick, you should go home and take the day off.” Feeling her forehead now.

Taking her hand off of her, Demi assured, “I’m okay. I was just a little daze from last night. Can we go to the dressing room now? Must learn these new lines for later.”

***

Later on that day, at the main set, everyone was on rehearsals. Doug and Brandon were rehearsing their part with Allyson at the cafeteria set. They were talking about the disappearance of Nico and Grady one of a kind box of classic and authentic comic collection.

Their conversation going back and forth, it was Zora at first and then jumps at Grady, back at Zora and suddenly Nico jumps in which caused a hectic and heated discussion between the three of them.  Shortly, Tiffany walked in as Tawni and stop the argument and instead complaining about her Coco moco coco lipstick. She was swinging a small rectangular box with empty lipsticks at their faces. At one point, she was being dramatic but then in a snap, she turned loony. Then, there was another crazy and loud discussion. Their rehearsal ended there.

Next stop was the part where the special guests first introduce in the new episode, Harry Miles Landon, the CDC of UK.

Few minutes before rehearsal, Demi was sitting on the Sonny and Tawni dressing room set flipping through her scripts. She kept reading and reading until the director called to start rehearsal.

“Okay, Demi, you learned your lines yet?” he asked.

“Yes.” She replied.

“Cool,” the director was clearly impressed. “Just look at your script if you don’t know okay?”

“Got it.”

“Alright… now…” Looking down at the script, he explained to her what she going to do and where she will stands. He pointed to her at the mirrors, then to the front table and then out of the door. “Now… this is where Bradley, Harry, comes in and turns on the charm.” He continued. “Remember, he is like Chad though the style of language and attitude is different but Sonny treats him like he’s Chad.”

Demi looked at her script and then nodded. “Got it.”

“Let’s try,” he concluded. “Bradley!” calling HML, who was standing by the set’s entrance, he added “Get ready!”

Bradley gave him the thumbs up.

“Lights! Camera ready!” the director called out to the crew. He stepped off the main set and quickly get behind the camera. “On 3 now… 1, 2…3, ACTION!”

Sonny was sitting down looking at the mirror staring at her reflection. She was skimming through her homework but keep dazing off. Getting up from there, she rushes over to the lounge couch and lie there instead but she couldn’t get comfortable.

There were few knocks on the door and Harry comes in. He looked around the room in awe and then turned to Sonny. “Nice room, you got here dear Sonny, very vibrant.” He said, walking around checking few of the things. “Very attracting combination of bright colors.”

“Thanks Harry.” She replied. “Would you might telling why you’re here? I’m kind of busy right now.”

“Don’t look busy to me.” He quickly stated, looking at her up and down. “You seem relax and tired. Have you been sleeping well or have you been-”

“I have not been watching your stupid Walton’s fall season’s box set if that’s what you think.” She snapped. “Honestly, can you falls people please talk about other things other than the falls? It’s always, falls this, falls that… don’t make me fall someone off!”

Harry chuckled and faced her, “Is that what you expected from me? Talking about the falls?”

“What else would there?” she replied.

“There is something else I would love to talk about and none got to do with the falls,” he began. “For example,” walking across the room to her, he crossed his arm and continued, “What do you think about the global warming these days? Or what do you think about the new gadgets or maybe, I guess…”

Sonny stood there looking at him but Demi cannot breathe. She let her eyes roamed all over him from his chest to his arms and then at his good-looking face.  She snapped out and get back at being Sonny.

“Maybe…” Harry repeated. He turned his head to the ground at first and then, he looked up and had this heart-warming smile on his face. “Maybe… would you like to have dinner with me tonight? On friendly bases of course.”

She stuttered. “Di-di-din-dinner? With me?”

“Yes.” He assured.

“I… um… I-“

“Can I take that as a yes?” he suggested.

“Yeah, sure.” Sonny smiled.

“Brilliant,” he smiled again. “I pick you up tonight at 7 then.”

“Okay.” She breathes out.

“Goodbye, dear Sonny.” Seizing her hand up to him, he bent his head and places a soft kiss upon her hand before he heads off leaving Sonny dazed. She stared blankly at her.

“Cut!” the director called out. Clapping his hands, he added, “Good job guys! Bradley, you’re amazing dude and Demi-“ She shook her head and turned to him, “ You’re great there kid, well done.”

“Thanks.” She giggled and looked over at Bradley, who was waving and gave her a thumb up.

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