A//n: I CANNOT believe i have just reached 100k on something. Thank you to EVERYONE, im near tears i never thought I'd ever get this far. Thank you guys SO much, I love each and every one of you. I've never done anything like this before but it was fun nonetheless and I'd love to do it in the future for further seasons. It's definitely got cringe but thats what wattpad is all about right? 😆 So without further ado, here is season one of
Cosmic Bloopers.
Hope you enjoy!
**if for some reason you haven't read the entire book or at all, this chapter contains major spoilers for this book Cosmic**
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Millie checks her mark one last time as the clapperboard glides in front of her face. She stands in front of one of many planted photos for her scene exploring the Wheeler house; this one being the framed candid, albeit lightly photoshopped miracle of a photo taken on one of the get-to-know-you days shortly after being flown out.
Bubbly with excitement and ready to start, Millie helps close the clapper as she smiles at the camera over her shoulder.
"Let's do this."
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Yet another lull in between takes - an issue with lighting that halted your guys' compass scene in the basement. As you wait patiently - silently appreciating the fact your character was seated in this moment - your attention was torn behind when you saw Caleb suddenly burst into chuckles looking over your shoulder.
You break into a grin when you see Gaten had already found a way through his boredom and had begun dancing in place. His neck moving circles around his neck as his shoulders moved the other way, and he halted when he heard you guys laughing and cheering him on. Just as soon he jumped back in, leaning his back and head to the ceiling as he danced with his shoulders and arms with beaming grin, your boisteous laughter echoing loudly off camera.
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You rock back and forth on your feet as you peer through the cracked door where you were meant to be looking in just a few moments. You were currently waiting for your scene with Millie in the basement bathroom to start before your gaze drifts back to her. Your eyes lock absentmindedly, both silently acknowledging your growing boredem and you both chuckle breathlessly. A sudden smile appears on her face and she tucks her prop of 'Mike's' spares clothes under her arm. Her contagious smile spreads to you when you realize what she was doing and you quickly join in, extending your palms pressed together.
"Okay, wait- wait," You burst into breathless laughter, your shoulders shaking as you try to compose yourself, Millie doing the same.
Slowly, the game came back to you piece by piece as she mirrored your actions of the Tic Tac Toe hand game.
"Was it-?"
The backs of your palms collide three times in a rhythmic manner as the lyrics simultaneously leave both your mouths.
"Tic tac toe,"
Both your hands freeze, and so do you as you pause trying to remember what part of the handshake comes next. You stare at your palms for a brief moment, uttering a small 'wait' to yourself as your brain tries to connect the dots. Keeping one palm against yours, Millie hesitantly brings the other up triggering your memory.
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You took several deep breaths, shivering against the cold though you hoped it would work to your advantage in keeping you uncomfortable enough to cry. You had been worried about this scene all week, not so much because it demanded a lot from you emotionally but in a way you were going through what your character was. Noah's fake body was off camera, and you guys had already watched them film the shot where they pull it from the water.
And let's just say the prop and special effects department did a really good job. Even though you had a limited number of shots with Noah, and had only really gotten a certain amount of time with him, it was still daunting to see. You weren't expecting to be so distraught when you saw it. And now you were all being thrown under the cameras to film your reactions, which made it all the more surreal.
So you were surprised to say the least when you heard chuckling from the crew in between takes. You glance over to see Finn fanning his eyes, cracking a smile when he realized he had been caught.
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"PISSING HIMSELF!"
You jumped, wide eyed at Shawn, the director, off camera at the unexpected volume of the line thrown at you guys. Beside you, Finn immediately broke, trying to shake off not only the hilarity of it all, but your startled reaction as you clutch your heart with a nervous laugh.
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Your eyes widened to the size of saucers as you looked at the spot marked where Caleb was supposed to be, you, Gaten and Finn running forward on your cue.
"Jesus!" Gaten muttered beside you in character.
You had nearly made it to your mark by the camera when you heard a muted thump behind you, followed by Finn's self observation.
"I fell."
So it was back to one.
Your eyes widened again, mouth parting in horror as you tried to picture what your character was supposed to be witnessing.
Shawn gave you guys the cue off camera yet again, and you broke into a sprint where camera two sat in the grass, Gaten and Finn behind you. The sight of Caleb faking unconsciousness against the scrap yard junk was enough to get you that reaction. But your look of worry quickly became real when your foot caught a piece of debris that pulled you to the ground.
"Luc-!"
Your choked on your adlibbed line as you hit the dirt, the wind knocked out of you. You pull your head off the ground with a chuckle. But you were just relieved you hadn't hit the camera that lay only inches from your nose. Embarrassed but thoroughly amused, you buried your laughter into the palms of your hands that rested on the grass. Your shoulders shook with laughter, and it only grew worse as Gaten dropped to your side still in character despite the shot being unusable.
"Y/n!" He shrieked, throwing himself to his knees beside you and began shaking your shoulders, coaxing more giggles from you. "Y/N!"
He looked off around at the crew, pretending you all still alone in the junkyard with El, before looking back at Millie and Finn who had joined in laughing.
"Y/N'S HURT, YOU GUYS!"
He shook you more furiously, your laughter now bubbling up to cackles as he rolled you over on your back. You couldn't even bother to hide your grin, eyes closed against the sun as you placed you hand over your mouth to stifle your laughter.
"Y/n, oh my, God! What were you thinking?!" He shrieks, moving your head forcing you to look at him as he shook you, finally beginning to break character with a smile. "YOU COULD. HAVE BROKEN. THE EQUIPMENT!"
It was several moments before you calmed yourself down and back into character.
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Your eyes were zeroed in on your mark just up ahead, making sure to keep your eyes off the camera as you sprinted alongside your costars. An impromptu scream left your lips when you felt a pair of arms pull you down to the ground. Your legs folded beneath you and you tumbled into the gravel beside Finn with a grunt despite a smile playing your lips at yet another unusable take.
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Silently as you could, you pushed around the small mountain of mashed potatoes on your plate. You eyes peeking up at Finn as they began his shot. Thankfully, you didn't have to be in the shot or you surely would have soiled many takes with your smirking. You watched, biting back a laugh as Finn choked on his milk, sending several droplets into his face.
Apparently, they didn't get what they needed, nor did they the next few shots. So there you sat, grinning off to the side like an idiot with Gaten and Caleb as Finn continuously covered himself in milk for ten minutes. Finally, you lost it when he jumped; several droplets going into his eyes and sticking to his hair.
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After several moments of giggling and quiet cackles, you and Millie had made it through a round of Tic Tac Toe unknowningly the camera crew now capturing your antics.
"Tic Tac Toe, give me an X, give me an O, give me a three in a row," the two of you chant.
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Your eyes widened when they landed on one of several props in the prop bin you guys were using for your scene. A smile took over your face when you saw Caleb hopping around and dancing after finding a hat, the pair of glittery wings you had found and hooked around his arms bounced around on his back. All after Gaten had just gotten his hands on a coconut bra. Your hand dove into the bin, pulling out a large, rather fake looking beard and quickly you slung it around your face. The false plastic hair tickling your lip and chin combined with how ridiculous you felt made you chortle, pulling everyone's attention to you.
Your eyebrows shot up and down repeatedly, the only possible way of emoting with your face buried in the oversized prop making everyone else around you laugh. All seriousness you were supposed to be feeling as Y/n Henderson in that moment evaporating as you goofed around with your friends.
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You both pull away forming a fist on your open palm.
"Rock, paper, scissors, shoot!"
Millie flashed the paper sign while you went with rock and you frowned playfully.
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The kickstand of your bike scrapes against the pavement and you take that as your own personal cue to march across the porch with your costars. You feel Gaten's eyes linger behind you rather than where they are supposed to be on the front door and a rather obnoxious clatter tells you why. Gaten throws his arms up in a giant flat 'u', Finn blindly following before he can fully register what happened. You turn around so see your bike was now pinned under Finn's and without skipping a beat you put on a fake frown.
"Way to go, Mike!" You sneer playfully with a smile.
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"Rock, paper, scissors, shoot!"
You stuck with rock, winning over her scissors and you smirked.
"Rock, paper, sissors, shoot!"
You laughed when she sighed just as playfully as you had when you lost at the sight of her paper versus your scissors. With a weak huff she extends her arm and you lightly bounce your fist between her wrist elbow and upper arm.
Before you can utter the lyrics that correspond, you see her look past your shoulder and laugh when she realized the camera was filming and watching you two, as was the crew. She brushed it off with a giggle, and sent the camera a silly face.
"Sorry," she laughs. "We're just improving,"
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"Would everybody just shut up for one second please!" You yell, the boys quieting as you begin your mini monolgue.
You step forward and begin ranting to the boys as you allow any anger to rise to the surface. Something easier to do when you were well into character.
"I am sick of your attitude." You point at 'Lucas'. "I am sick of your whining." You point to 'Mike'. "I am sick of all three of you bickering," You gesture to all of them. "I love you guys and I can't thank you enough for taking me in and including me, know that, but GOD I am getting tired of being stuck listening to you boys argue about every little thing!"
You began a small pace, your voice continuously rising. "I'm sick of putting up with all your petty arguing when we should be looking for Will only to come home at the end of the day, having found NOTHING and crying my eyes out because the only person who never gave a fuuaand thats not's the line." You quickly trail off, shaking your head with an tight-lipped amused smile.
Your friends around you all laughed, and so did the crew as they cut. Your friends began 'ooh'ing mockingly, and Caleb lightly shook your shoulders as he did so making you laugh. The camera still on you, you smiled back at the lense sheepishly and laughed again.
"My bad!"
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The camera advances on you as you crab walk backwards for your mark, pumping heaving breaths out of your lungs with a wild and frightened look in your eye. Your palms dug into the concrete, small pebbles chipped away from the road poking your skin but you powered though. Just before you could hit your cue, the obnoxious sound of a plane flew by overhead promting a retake.
As Shawn yelled cut, you immediately dropped all fear in your face and looked around to find the plane soraring overhead. The crew began to reset and as the camera remained trained on you as it slid backwards into place you shot it your silliest look and bobbed your head with your shoulder in a goofy manor looking right into the lense.
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"Please... Stay away from me."
The second take was even better. At least it wouldn't have been if you hadn't gotten that nasty little tickle in your nose from the overuse of dirt they sprinkled for the crash.
"I Said..." you trailed off, not being able to stave it off any longer. "ACHOO!"
Your eyes fluttered close and the crook of your elbow swung up to your nose as you sneezed. Shawn yelled cut yet again and you looked up immediately with a sheepish smile.
"Sorry!" You laughed.
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Third times the charm, right?
Well not for you, not here.
You were shuffling away quickly, waiting for your back to hit your mark. Your anxieties to get the take right began building into your acting which did help, but you were so caught up in making it to the finish line...
"Please. S-stay away from me-!"
The heel of your foot slipped under your weight and collided with the underside of the camera. It only bumped it off track, the only damage was to the take not the camera itself and you wince.
"Crap, sorry! Sorry camera," you immediately sat up, reaching out and knocking off the dirt you powdered on. The camera woman, Linda, checked the frame and smiled at you letting you know it was okay.
You breathed a sigh of relief as you you crawled back into place, the camera unknowningly catching your exaggerated faces of strain as you bared your teeth when your palms dug into the concrete for the umpteenth time.
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"I SAID GET BACK!"
You through your arm out as you panted and heaved, and your chest swelled when you heard Shawn finally yell cut.
"We got it!" He shouts.
You break out into bright grin, whooping and hollering as you threw your arms up like some of the others. You eagerly began brushing off your bruised palms, several small pebbles falling out of indents they had made in your skin and thats when you realized how tired you were starting to feel from all the scenes you had shot today.
You looked back into camera with that same wide smile and waved just as the camera switched off.