"And action!" The filming crew screamed. I've heard those words over a million times. The filming lights shined into my eyes. I did my part of the scene before walking off the set. Immediately, I walked over to the snack table and took a strawberry from the bowl.
Is it bad I am already ready to go home and I still have another scene to film? I miss my bed.
"You looked hot up there." Lynn laughed, walking up to me. Lynn is my best friend. I met her on set when I first started my acting career just a few years back.
"Of course she did." My boyfriend Dylan stated, placing his hand on my hip. "Anyways babe. We should get going. I have places to be." I met Dylan I think 2 years ago? It's hard remembering.
"I still have another scene to film. It will be over soon I promise." I clarified. Dylan tosses his head back and groans. He can be stubborn. Dylan gets upset when he doesn't get his way but I mean.. It's my job. I can't just leave with another scene to film.
"Seriously Ella. I have to be somewhere in 10 minutes. Let's go." Dylan grabs my hand to take me out of the filming set. I just obey and let him drag me towards the door. I will just have to talk to my manager Jim later and explain.
I then felt another grip on my other wrist.
"She should stay here and finish her part. I'll take her back home when it's over." Lynn interfered. I looked over at her and smile, happy that she interfered. I can't just leave. I don't think Dylan really understands that. It's okay though.
"Whatever Ella. We'll talk later." Dylan threw his hands into the air and stormed out the door. He just has a short temper. I'm gonna be in trouble later. Luckily no one around us was paying any attention to the whole thing.
"Sorry." I apologized to Lynn. She shouldn't have to see all of that. Dylan usually doesn't get too angry out in public.
Lynn rolled her eyes and brought me into a hug. "Don't apologize for that jackass." She laughed. "But Ella... his anger-"
"I know. I know. Okay? It's an issue but we are working on it. I promise." I pull a small smile. I really don't want to talk to her about Dylan right now. She doesn't like him and I know it. Every time she sees him, she gets into a bad mood. "Plus, he comes to visit me at work everyday Lynn. He has good intentions."
Lynn sighs. "Honey, I doubt he is coming just for you... I know you don't want to hear it but look around." I scan my eyes around the area before she starts again. "Everywhere you look are hot actresses."
I know he is probably coming here for the other girls but I won't let myself believe it. We have been together for 2 years. I don't think he's just gonna throw all that away on a couple of actresses. I mean, he's only looking. "Can we change the subject?"
"Yeah, that's fine." Lynn smiles. "So I was thinking... are you free this weekend?"
"Yeah, why?" I question. I never have plans really. If I'm not working, I'm in my small house watching Netflix and eating ice cream.
"Want to go to the beach? I have nothing to do and I'm going to be so bored if you don't go and I'll even let you invite Dylan if you want, even though I hate him, and we can get our tan on and maybe get ice cream and-"
"Lynn. Take a breath." I laughed. "And as an answer to your question, yes I'll go. It's not like I have any other plans anyways."
"Okay good because if you said no, either way I was going to get you out and to the beach with me. Even if I had to drag you out while you were in your pajamas." Lynn says, wrapping her arm around my shoulder. I simply laugh as we walk towards the set.
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A/N
Okay I this is the shortest chapter there will be in the whole book I promise. This is only the beginning. The chapters will get longer.
This chapter was really just an introduction to the characters and who they are to one another.
Okay see you soon.
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