"Kiss me"
Her eyes doubled in size as we both woke from our trance with what I said. Ivy was supposed to say 'Then goodbye' she'll admit she was scared of Killian because she couldn't figure her out and then due to their undeniable attraction for each other they'll kiss and make love after that. What I said wasn't Ivy's line.
It was mine
"Cut! That was bomb! I love it. The chemistry guys it's so realistic I almost wanted to see you guys kiss!" Peter approached us and hugged Ynna after then offered to give me one too. I searched for Ynna's face wanting her to look at me instead of the floor, I wanted to know if it was just me or did she feel the tension too. That force that wanted me to lean in and close our distance, and it wasn't Ivy's role I was talking about
"This is it. We found our couple" Arnold gave me a proud smile all the while I just stood there frozen.
"You're officially a cast now Megan. I can't deny the chemistry there. It was too real to ignore" Peter once again made a compliment. Maybe because I was attracted to Ynna for almost 4 years now? That I'm crushing so hard on her that it made everything real?
Stop over thinking I willed myself to smile and thank everyone. I approached Ynna who hasn't spoken since the scene ended
"Hey you were really amazing back there" She turned her head to a view I could finally see her. It made me try so hard not to have an attack at that moment. Her face was flushed, a pink shade has formed over her cheeks. Her eyes were glossy, her hair was in disarray from all the movements and damn did it make her look gorgeous. I know I was sporting the same look as hers but I bet I don't look as cool as her. She gave me that usual shy smile
"Thanks. You were too. I'm going to head to the bathroom. I'll see you" She dismissed me in a flat tone as she rushed out of the room. My eyes trailed at her behind wondering if she was feeling okay.
"Alright Miss Kalsh let's talk about your contract" Arnold caught my attention as he motioned for me to sit at the empty seat in front of him
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"I'll miss you!" Mica wrapped her arms around me and almost squeezed the life out of me.
"I think I can't say the same about you" I struggled from her grip but she released me at my remark.
"I can't believe I'm going to see you on television now" She took a bite from her pepperoni pizza. We were currently hanging out at my place chilling before I get busy and won't get to spend time with her.
"It's not like I have a choice. Patrique made me do this" I grabbed my bottle and sipped a few amount of brown liquid from it
"What's it feel like that you're going to work with Miss little perfect?"
"She's really not who you think she is Mica" I tried to soften my voice wanting her to believe me because it was starting to bother me that people talk ill behind her back when they didn't really know her.
"You're defending her? What are you like friends now?" A crease formed on my friend's face as she squinted her eyes at me. I dismissed her and focused upfront
"No, but on the course of my interaction with her never once did she bitch on me. She's kind and thoughtful. She's really good in acting too. She's very approachable I sometimes think she's too good to be true" I dreamily sighed as I took a bite from my pizza. It's been days since I last saw her. Is she thinking of me like I am of her? Does she miss me like I do? I waited for Mica to speak but the silence made me turn to her direction
A smug smile welcomed me
"You're in love with her" She spelled out the words with that freakish smile of hers. I felt blood rush to my face as I averted my gaze
"I'm not" I simply said but she didn't back down either.
"Then you like her. You definitely do. I know you Megan don't fight me" Her determination was worse than molds in a bathroom. No matter how you clean them they'll come back. She was too persistent it'll make you lose your mind.
"When?" She poked my ribs which made me jolt a little. Damn this was her game, she wouldn't stop until every detail was squeezed out of your system. A took a lungful of air wielding whatever force I have left in me to resist, but when she grabbed both of my arms, pinned them and tickled my sides to death I just couldn't
"4 years ago!" I exclaimed as I caught my breath. She released me with a face that's similar to a fish now.
"Damn and you couldn't even tell me! I've been talking shit about her for as long as I know"
"And I don't blame you Mica. I couldn't tell you because I like it when you bitch talk about her, makes me want to know her better and prove you all wrong" She rolled her eyes at my statement
"Damn you romantic sack of potato" Her fist connected with my shoulder but it wasn't painful
"Whatever, finish up I'll meet with the crew in a bit"
I swear I would miss this girl
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"Megan" Arnold called as he waved his hand to call my attention. Earlier that morning Peter sent me a message notifying me of some changes in the script they gave me after my successful audition. We agreed to meet in the afternoon since Mica and I already made plans to hang out.
"Hi I'm sorry I'm a bit late" I was surprised to see Arnold instead of Peter. Arnold was more tame, quiet unlike his brother who was full of energy. He's also near my age, only 4 years older.
"That's quite okay. Do you want a drink?" He stood from his chair to shake my hand and waited for me to sit. I nodded my head at his question. He waved his slender arm to call for a crew.
He wasn't bad looking in fact he's quite handsome. His hair was dyed gray and cleanly inclined to the right of his head, his eyes were a baby blue hue. He was the same height as me but his broad shoulders would make him appear taller. His figure wasn't lanky, he's got enough bulkiness in his biceps, not too much but not less either. His sense of style was unorthodox, almost the same as his cheerful older brother but as aforementioned he was more reserved.
He wore a pastel blue polo clinging to his defined pectorals perfectly it was tucked in front in his pink shorts. I mean who wears those types of clothes and still pull it off? Him apparently
"Black please" I told the crew who left us quickly after
"I'm here to deliver the changes on the script here" He gave me a couple of neat papers.
"Where's Peter?" I expected to see Peter's beaming smile when I arrived instead Arnold's small smile welcomed me. I wasn't disappointed because Peters energy was sometimes impossible to match with.
"He had to fix some issues with the tech guys" He gave me a timid smile. His answers were too direct, too stiff to even attempt a conversation.
"And Ynna?" I just had ask. It's not like I sent her text messages now and then. Alright maybe I did.
M: Hey how r u
It was two nights ago when I had the guts to send a casual friendly text to her. I waited for hours in hopes she'd reply to no avail. I kept looking at my phone every minute like a madman trying to see if there was a notification where her name was written. None came
M: R u okay? Haven't heard from u since audition
I wanted to send that text so badly just so I can let her know that I missed her, but decided against it
M: R u there?
I instead sent this. I stopped waiting for a response after that, which broke my heart into another million pieces.
"She's at the workshop"
I've also been attending workshops at the studio, enhancing my acting and delivery of emotions I admit it feels great but I just couldn't understand why not once did I bump into Ynna. It's not like there's a lot of studio our directors rented for our workshop, as far as I know we only have one. It was as if it was deliberate that I'm not seeing her
"So..." I dragged the word hoping Arnold would fill in a subject or something to make this meet up less awkward and distract my thoughts on Ynna. He simply watched me with a critical eye. Was this guy for real?
"Where's the shooting?"
"Here in New York for a few days maybe. Then California in the succeeding days" My eyes lit up when he mentioned my hometown
"Really? That's great I'm from there you see. It would be nice to visit home" Thinking about going back there even just for a few days gave me enough reason to build excitement within me.
"Do as you like Megan" He took a sip from his small cup of coffee and looked at me.
"Do you not like talking?" The atmosphere wasn't uncomfortable but not comfortable at the same time, more like awkward.
"I talk a lot in my mind" I almost scoffed at his weird remark if it wasn't for his stoic face
"No like talking to people, socializing?" I clarified
"I don't know how. Our mother home schooled us and as long as I remember my brother, mom and television is my only experience with socializing" It was refreshing how nonchalant he was while sharing this vulnerability, he kept a straight face, his voice was even all through out the sentence.
"And now you're making your own television series, it's amazing how far you've gone" I was sincerely amazed that they have reached this point in their lives that they're directing their own show.
"It's a representation you see, this story isn't just a mere past time for people to watch on an electrical box. It's made to connect with them, relate with them. It's about everyday human interaction and their struggles. Nostalgia is meant to make you realize that every person has a story behind that fame, behind all that thick make-up and it's worth recognizing that there's heroism in each and every one of us all you have to do is to look back and feel nostalgic"
I recalled how Ynna also explained that the series portray raw emotions of human interaction. God I swear that girl can do anything, like slip into my mind every freaking time
"I didn't know it was this personal to you" The service guy placed my order in front of me
"I wrote the script so yes it is very personal for me" His smile became wider, he was even glowing when he said that. I smiled at his dorkiness
"Then I'll do my best to relay the message to the world" I gave him a generous smile with all my teeth showing to show him how I genuinely care about the meaning of this show to him
"I...Thank you" He averted his gaze from me and instead found his cup more interesting. My eyes landed at hic cheeks which formed a dark shade of pink
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