The couple ignored the blinds that were closing as they got into the car, but both knew they were spied on, and Judith didn't mind. What did that say for her? She didn't know, but she was okay with it all. Once Angel pulled on the road, she glanced at him, a smile tugging at her lips. Maybe it was time to just let everything go and let fate do what it wanted. It wasn't like she could stop things anyway. So, without any more thought, she curled closer to him in the seat, rested her head on his shoulder, and closed her eyes, but she could feel the smile he was sporting.
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Judith pinched the bridge of her nose as she watched Angel and Molly. They were great together, the chemistry between the two was something that any director would want. And not that she had a great knowledge of things, but Judith could see these two staring together in more pictures, and that was awesome. However, she couldn't quite understand why this scene wasn't jiving for her. The lines were great, and their interaction was spot on, but something felt off. However, the director loved it and hadn't bothered to stop.
"You don't look happy." Judith turned her attention to the makeup artist that had walked over to her. The woman was small in nature, but her attitude was leaps and bounds over anyone else, and Judith instantly liked her. Her name was Shelly and that same personality made its way into her current book, Judith just hadn't said anything yet. It seemed after Shelly got the job working on the set, she read JD's book and then devoured anything else Judith had out there, so Judith wanted this to be a surprise.
"I can't pinpoint it, but something isn't right. They look great together, don't they?" Judith asked, trying to see if maybe someone else could push the button to make it all make sense as to what exactly was bothering her.
"Big time. It's also only a matter of time before the director starts seeing dollar signs on them and starts pushing them into the public eye. Those two are made for each other." Judith just stared at the woman. Shelly had been in Hollywood for fifteen years; of those, she had dealt with movie stars for ten, so she had some knowledge of the inner workings that Judith didn't grasp.
"They'll date?" Judith wanted to cringe at the tone of her voice. That wasn't like her, sounding so small and timid, at least not like that.
"Oh, probably not. But the way they are, how great they look together, the vibe you feel coming off of them, it's a money maker, and any director worth his salt will see that." Shelly patted her arm and gave her a warm smile. "But he seems to have eyes only for you, so don't sweat anything, huh? But make sure you speak up; this movie is yours as much as the Hollywood man who is paying for it." With that, Shelly walked away, and Judith watched her, her heart pounding.
She couldn't say much because didn't she think the same thing? Didn't she feel that Angel and Molly would look amazing walking down red carpets and doing interviews? So, she sure couldn't question it now that someone else had commented on it. But she knew what her hold-up was, and she was going to have to get over it. She wanted this movie to be a success, not just for her own sake, but because there was already so much money put into it. And she knew that those two stars could rake in the money if given the chance.
"You don't look happy?" Judith jumped at the voice that had come up beside her. When did Angel get there? When had they wrapped up the scene? She couldn't possibly have been in her mind that long of a time. "He just called cut, and said it was lunchtime."
"Oh," she mumbled and blinked. "I was thinking."
"About the scene?" She smiled at that. He was getting a little too good at pegging her.
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RomansaJudith Queen, pen name: JD Queen, was a 40-year-old who had just dropped her debut novel and wallowed in despair over all the comments she received, only looking towards the negative, not the positive. That was until her editor dropped the biggest...