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~ nineteen ~

We're just about to start. The producers are setting up the cameras, making sure the green screen is in set, and I'm just chilling as I watch everyone do their final touch ups.

Meanwhile, Louis is trying to fit in a travel bag.

He honestly didn't look very bad in his wig. I know he hates it, but it wasn't horrible.
And speaking of Louis, we haven't said a single word to each other since what happened this morning.
And now I get to stare him dead in the eye and act.

God my stomach shrivels up just thinking about it.
And boy am I mad at Willow and Amara. How could they assume that me and Louis, out of all people, have feelings for each other?

We don't like each other. And we both know it.

Suddenly two hands drop on my shoulders and I look away from the set, and turn back to see Harry.
"You ready for today?" He asks, as I look back out at the green screen and see people setting up a large fan.

Oh so ready.

"Yeah! Yeah I'm all good," I nod as the man takes his hands off my shoulders and grabs the clipboard out from under his arm.

"Good! I'm excited to see how you and Louis work together on set!"

That makes for the two of us.

"Yeah me too," I give a half smile.

The man starts walking away, as we are just about to start the scene.
"Just take a deep breath," I whisper to myself.
"Pretend you've never met him before. He's Tewksbury. Not Louis."

I crack some of my knuckles, and take those first few steps onto the set.
"Camera's ready?"
"Sound check?"
"Everything good?"

I step up onto the 'train' and wait for my cue.
"Alright... three, two, one, action!"

Here goes nothing.

I arrive at Enola and Tewksbury's carriage, and keep a blank face while I sit myself down and take off my coat, then begin to roll up the sleeves of my shirt.
That's when there's a small thud.

I change my expression to a slightly confused face and look around in the carriage.

And then there's a small sneeze.

Any second now.

The bag starts to ruffle around. I start to get a more worried face in my eyes.

And boom. Out comes Louis. Cutting a small slit through the bag and then emerging his hand through the fabric.

It looks ridiculous.

Don't laugh y/n your on set.

Next thing I know, he "falls" down. In reality the camera man paused the camera for a second so he could safely get down and then hop back in his bag.

I guess that's the hard part about acting. The magic of cinema is spoiled a bit.

These are the set of lines I know best, since they were used in the audition.

Louis looks up at me and sits up from the ground.

"Hello," he begins.

I continue wearing my concerned expression.
"Please get out of this carriage."

The boy gives a small smile and shakes his head while he tucks away the knife he had used to cut the bag.
"I can't. I'm in hiding," he sits up and heads toward the seat directly across from me.

"Bit of a to-do. Bribed a porter to put me in this and get me onboard."

He takes a short breath and then looks at me straight in the eye.
Thank god the camera's weren't on me yet, because a small smile crossed my lips.