The Topazes: A Chandler Riggs Fanfiction

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Chandler's POV:

As they were putting my make-up, I couldn't stop thinking about her. Abby. The most beautiful, caring girl in the world. I was so starstruck. I couldn't see myself ending up with anyone else. Her silky chestnut hair fell perfectly over her perfectly sculpted shoulders. When I saw her, I couldn't help but think of that classic Bruno Mars song, 'Just the Way You Are.'

"Are you ready?" Norman inquired.

"Yeah, I guess," I said, still thinking about Abby. My Abby cat. My Abbaroo.

"AND ACTION!" The director guy yelled.

"Did that boy draw on you?" Andrew Lincoln said. It was perfect. You could hear the raw emotion in his voice.

"I couldn't take a chance. I didn't kill that walker, and then it killed Dale. You didn't kill the prisoner person, and a walker got mom."

"CUT CUT CUT!!!" The director yelled, "What was that? Chandler, I expect better of you. That was the worst acting I've ever seen!"

It took countless takes for me to get it right, and I was so embarrassed. The director was so frustrated with me.

I saw Abby standing in the corner of the studio. She winked at me. I blushed.

After we finished taping I walked over to her. "What's up, Abby Cat?" I asked her.

"Nothing," she answered.

"You wanna go in my trailer and talk or something?" I grabbed her hand and pulled her towards my trailer.

We sat on the large couch. I was super hungry so I decided to make a sandwich. I put honey-baked ham from the deli down the street on two thick slices of white-wheat bread. I added a slice of Muenster cheese for flavor and decided to go a little crazy and put mustard.

I closed my eyes as I took a bite, and I couldn't help but groan because my sandwich was so damn good.

"Ehem," I was cut off by Abby. "Where's my sandwich? You're not going to offer me one?"

"Um, I'm super hungry, Babe."

"Are you really going to treat me with so little respect! I need a guy who can make me a sandwich when I want one. We are OVER!" She ran away crying. Her remark stung so much.

The second I yelled, "Well, you were ruining my career anyway!" I regretted it.