Put On a Show {Hollywood Undead x reader x Deuce} OLD

Script

It wasn't long until the room began to fill up. And, not surprisingly, the only reason why Jax was sitting in a seat at the moment was because Natasha had called a member of security to get him off of the table. He was now sitting cross legged in his chair, pouting like a small child. You couldn't help but chuckle lightly at him.

"Alright," Andy, the head writer, stood up from his seat. "Is everyone here?" The room clattered in a chorus of yes. "Does anyone know if Terry coming?"

"He said he'll show up at one point." You spoke up.

"Alright, let's get started, then." He went to the front of the room. "Tyree, Natasha, Elaine and I finished the scripts last night for the new episode." An envelope with scripts in them were passed around the room, everyone took the one with their name scrawled across the front page. Of course as soon as the paper made contact with your hands, you begun searching though the script to find your lines as well as a scene with the boys in it. "The summary of this episode is (Character name) gets an A on her exam, so Alyn. decided to bring her time his friends concert. That's when our musical guests will come in," he gestured to the group you had grown close to over the last two days. "they will be playing themselves. Does the script look good to you guys so far?" The boys nodded in agreement. "Good, alright. So, let's go over the script. I believe there is a few typos here and there we should fix and Tyree suggested a few line changes as well." If your calculations were correct, by the time you were done blocking out your lines and taking note of any script changes that may occur, the episode would be in production by Sunday. You hoped that by the time that rolled around, all of the rumors about Aron would be dealt with. You hated filming when you were thinking about a media issue you were having at the time. Once, you accidentally blurted your thoughts out in the middle of a scene.

xXx

After forty-five minutes later of typo corrections and script additions(even though it felt more like forty-five hours), the meeting was beginning to wrap up. Well, until Natasha begun announcing something.

"Please, please, please remember that Monday we have a photoshoot with HU to promote the soundtrack. That is all." The meeting was then done. You stretched, looking over to the left and giving Matty a quizzical look. He was still jotting down notes, but on three scripts.

"You okay there, Matty?" You questioned, rolling closer to him.

"No." He answered bluntly.

"Why do you have three scripts?"

"Danny and Dylan couldn't spell accommodation. So, they just handed their scripts to me. And then refused to take any more notes, so I took the liberty of taking the notes for them."

"You should have told me! I would have helped!"

"Nah, it's fine. I'm done now anyway."

"Y/n, wanna walk to the parking lot with us?" Jordon asked when everyone began to leave. Your lips rolled inward, remembering you currently had no way home yet. You debated on asking the boys for a ride, but decided to just call a limo instead when you reached the lot.

"Sure!" You grabbed your script and stood up. You were given a surprise hug by Jessie and Jax as they left the room, making you squeak slightly. "What the hell guys!" You yelled at them, watching their chuckling figures exit. You narrowed your eyes and reminded yourself to get them back later.

"Was that noise even human?" Jorel asked. It took you a few seconds to actually remember you swirled just a minute or two ago.

"Yes." You nodded. "Despite its pitch, yes." There was no more further questions as you were basically dragged out of the studio and outside by the gang.