The Pretty Girl

Thief

Adeline stared at the man in front of her. She couldn't give him what he wanted. She wouldn't and he knew that. He wanted her to come with him. He was begging her to leave.

"You have to tell me." His bright blue eyes gazed into hers as his hand delicately traces her jaw. Her doe brown eyes looked very hesitant at him. "Please, what is it you need." He moved closer.

And the next words to come out of her mouth were-

"I need for you to not eat garlic before we do a shoot this is getting ridiculous!" Adeline scoffed moving away in disgust. She went through all the haste for this bullsh*t. This film better pay off. They were expected to be a block buster hit but right now regardless of how hot Bradly was Adeline didn't want him touching her with a ten foot pole.

"CUT!" the director hollered. His hands pressing against his temples in irritation. The vein on his forehead pulsating. Her co star rolled his eyes moving away from her. "Mark I'm Not going to kiss him if his breath smells like that." Adeline crossed her arms. "I didn't even eat garlic! And I had mints after snack break." He aspirated.

"Bradly. Go brush." Mark grumbled following him so they were out of Adeline's ear shot.. "Are you serious? I'm the head star of this film. I don't know how you let her get away so much. There are other models. Hotter models." He scoffed under his breath.

Mark laughed dryly. "No other model is hotter than Adeline Jones right now. She's been on top since she's started. If you want a fat check you will keep it shut and we will survive the next few weeks shooting with her. Trust me I know she's an insufferable b*tch but we gotta just let it go."

That was the general consensus. An unlikeable hot commodity. You don't have to be liked you have to be needed for success. Bradly grumbled to him self march into his tent.

Adeline was back in her tent as the makeup artists touched her up. Her site manager came beside and handing her a water. "I'm fine. Talk." She looked ahead. "So. We are a little behind on the film then where they want to be. I know all this was annoying and ridiculous but I really think that we have to be a little flexible." He attempted to gentle the blow for her. Basically saying stop being such a stuck up brat so we can all get out of here.

"Flexibility is not my strong suit." She turned to him once they were done. He sighed heavily. "Adeline."

"That's Ms Jones." She corrected. "Ms Jones..Well we have two more shots possible for tonight and we want to get it done so we can go get your car."

Adeline crossed her arms thinking about it. Logical she would give him that but she hated to admit it. She sighed waving him off. "Fine this next shot will be the one." She assured him. "It doesn't work like that-"

"I said this next shot will be perfect go tell who ever my co star is that." She talked over him. He nodded and left her to go.

She wasn't being irrational. She was just someone who knew what she wanted and everyone else needed to get along for the ride. Not her fault his he was gross.

Adeline's dressers retouched her clothes and she went out there with confidence. She cleared her throat and stood on set.

"This is the shot." She turned to the director. Mark sighed. "How do you know-" Adeline narrowed her eyes. "It's the shot."

Bradley grouchily rejoined them. "Straighten yourself you're a man not a child I hope." Adeline whispered to him. As she got ready to get in character. Bradley rolled his eyes and the camera stared rolling.