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The following day, as sunlight began to filter through her curtains, Lola was forced to tear herself from her bedsheets and drive down to the studio. It was hard being a working woman! The group had once again been separated into cars and driven away to the same location.
On arrival, the brunette hesitantly stepped out of the taxi into the pouring rain. Despite it being the morning, the sky was as dark as if it had been midnight with its torrential downpour falling from the heavens. Raindrops crashed against the concrete floor, rippling in puddles that had formed out of potholes.
As soon as Lola had stepped onto the floor, a woman had ran over to her, forcing a black umbrella over her head.
"You can't get your hair wet, dear. It'll go all frizzy and be ruined. You don't want your makeup to smudge either," she warned.
Lola couldn't have particularly cared less what state she was in, but out of respect for the many hours Becky had dedicated to her appearance that morning, she decided that she should at least attempt to remain dry.
Thomas, Iris and the Arctic Monkeys joined Lola in the rain, all holding umbrellas above their heads. Despite the shelter, some rain had already got to Alex. His hair was still mostly gelled up, but a part flopped down rather attractively. The raindrops glistened on his leather jacket, causing Lola to smile.
"Beautiful weather," Lola remarked with a sarcastic laugh. "I can't wait to see what we're filming in this."
"Actually, we wanted it to rain for filming," Thomas stated smugly, clearly pleased to be contradicting her. "We'll be filming you and Alex inside, but the weather creates the perfect ambiance."
"If we're inside, how will people know its raining? The sound of the rainfall outside won't turn up on video. There'll be music over it."
Lola glanced around curiously. She didn't see any interior filming locations either. They were in the middle of nowhere. All there was, was everything the crew had brought with them.
Curiously, she asked where they would be filming, only to be met with suspicious silence from the group. Lola raised an eyebrow at Alex, who was fighting a smile. She wanted to ask what was so funny, when Thomas answered her question.
"This scene's only you and Alex. You'll be filming in there." Thomas pointed behind Lola and she turned.
Following Thomas's finger was a vintage car - a 1933 Bentley. Lola's eyes widened for two reasons. Her primary thoughts were along the lines of 'Bloody hell, that must have cost a lot of money.' Yet her secondary thoughts were closer to 'How the hell are we going to film a scene in a car, if we aren't driving anywhere?'
"What's the car for?" she asked, her question coming off as more of a demand.
"Take a guess."
Thomas gave a laugh, which Lola decidedly didn't like. It was creepy and unnerved her. "Well, I would say driving, but going off the looks you're all giving me, I'm assuming not."
