Slowly Cultivated Killer

The Script

"So how did the last girl that played this part, you know, pass? I've heard rumors of what happened, and I don't know if I'm right for the part and--",says the replacement actress whose voice is dripping with fear that she'll do the same thing.

"She fell off the stage while doing an unneeded theatric during one of her lines, but don't worry, I cut that part out altogether so you'll be fine. Just do as it says: no more and no less. You're going to not do terribly if you do as it says."

"Oh okay, that's a tadbit comforting, I suppose" she says with the shake in her voice lessening.

Looking over at he face, I see that her natural hair is peeping from under the wig. She has natural, bright, flaming red hair so I snatch the wig off, "You look better naturally". The girls face seemed to become a little flushed after I commented on her hair, but that could just be that it is very humid inside the studio.

"Okay everyone! Let's get started! Go to your spots, get in character and do NOT think you're special."

The day went on monotoniously as I corrected the few lines that the actors had, the positions they somehow seemed to mess up, and how equipment was handled. Does no one but me know that the boomstick stays out of the shot, or that you stay in costume during filming?

"So do you eat at Noni Padre's?" asked Leela, the new replacement actress from earlier, who has changed into her workout clothes of grey sweatpants and a white cotton crop top.

"Yes, I love that place actually. Why?"

As she walked beside me barefooted, with her toenails painted clear. She was doing adding some extra effort to her walking. As in jumping upon the seats of the benches she approaches, jumping unto the property border stones, and running a little bit ahead just to run back to my side.
"Sorry, I try to add some elements of aerobic exercise in my day to day simple activities like walking. It helps me stay in shape ,so I can get casted in more movies, like yours."

"It's alright, whatever you do to keep yourself happy, and keeps money in my pocket," I say with a slight laugh, "but I don't think you could get anything short of amazing. My company employs pure excellence, and nonetheless."

"So after we are finished tomorrow's filming, would you like to go there and share a bite with me? I hate eating alone, it's depressing"

"I had planned something already-"

"Oh, I'm sorry. I shouldn't be so bold. You're a director. You can't be with a D-List Ac--"

"But! What I had planned can wait, or I might even do it with you. Your body is nice and lithe with almost perfect proportions that weren't bought. That's rare in this industry, for a pretty girl to be 'all real'."

"Oh my, I can't tell if you're hitting on me or not. You're not too easy to read," she replies laughing a bit embarrassedly, "maybe that's why you have came as far as you have"

"Do I seem gay to you?"

"Well, didn't you have a girlfriend? That's what all the news outlets reported when she went missing. That you and her were ,uhh, 'romantically involved' and at one point, you were a suspect." She pauses as she begins biting her lip, and almost standing completely still for a second, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said all that."

"No one said I wasn't gay,I just asked. Nor should you feel sorry. It's common knowledge. I was a suspect in a disappearance three years ago that is still relevant to this day. It was everywhere." Laughing the growing awkwardness off, I lightly lean against her right shoulder, and feel her chills run.

While she laughs, I gently take and twirl a piece of her long, brilliant hair that hangs down to her waist, while her bright blue eyes gaze at me. Her tall physique looks down to me as she escorts me to Noni Padre's.