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44

April 28th

1:51 pm

June

I push a loose strand of my hair out of my eyes, watching the camera view and then Olivia, and then back to my screen.

"Like a damn sociopath!"

I stand beside the music video director, behind the one of the camera crew guys, her eyes glancing to me and I nod at what she's doing. She turns away as the producer looks to me too.

The song stops so I step forward to look down at the footage bellow me, Locke, the camera man moving a bit to let me see it. Petra comes over not too soon after while I point and explain to both of them what looks better with this scene and they both agree.

"We'll film after lunch." Petra tells me and then she glances to the side. "Your boyfriend is here June."

I perk up, looking to where she just was to See Vinnie to the side, his hands in his pockets while he waits for me. I bend down to the floor, grabbing my water bottle and purse, leaving the rest of my equipment there.

I walk across the room to him and he turns to walk along with me.

"Hello." He greets me and holds his hand out to me.

I switch my water bottle to my other hand, "Heyyo," And take his extended hand, "I'm so freaking hungry."

"It's a good thing we're getting lunch then." He smiles at me.

He lets me drive his car, which I freaking love because it's so smooth... but he did not because he thought I was gonna crash several times But I didn't. My skills as a race car driver are superb.

My grandpa would take me out to random fields when he was around. Hed say 'have at it!' And I'd just tear rubber while he yelled encouraging words to me. He was the only real man in my life to ever only ever only uplift me, to help me with what I needed, and I did the same for him. He was my entire world, so when I drive like a race car driver, my hair whipping around my head due to the speed of the car and my windows rolled down, it brings me a sense of nostalgia.

"I'm really excited to go to France." Vinnie tells me while I turn into the parking lot of in and out.

"I'm excited to show you around. Have you ever left the country before?" I ask him and he nods at me.

"Germany, to visit family."

I knew he was Germanic but I had no idea he actively had relatives in Germany.

"Thats cool. I've never been to Germany but I've been to Sweden." I respond, "Can you speak German?"

He says something out loud that makes me look at him.

"Huh?" I turn my eyesight back to the street, and focus on parking his car without damaging it.

"Du bist wunderschön."

What the fuck does that mean?

I purse my lips, "And that means?"

"Learn German and find out." He unbuckles his belt after I put the car in park.

Of course.