Put Me in a Movie

Four

Three weeks seem to pass by quicker than expected. You found out that the stray puppy you found was a pomeranian terrier mix. She was around a month old when you took her to the veterinarian. There, they gave her all the shots she needed and made sure that she didn't belong to anyone else. You named her Fern.

Now, you were in the hair and makeup trailer getting ready for the full day of filming ahead of you. Filming began about two weeks ago and the entire production was going smoothly. Everyone seemed to be getting along just fine.

You were laughing at the joke the hairstylist made when Tasia came into the trailer. Your happy smile slowly crept off of your face as she sat down a few chairs away from you. It was as if the devil himself came in and ripped your larynx out. The hairstylist also decided that right now was the perfect time to mention that she forgot something that she desperately needed in her car. She said she would only be gone for a few minutes as she rushed out of the trailer. That left you and Tasia completely alone.

"How's your dog?" Tasia asked. The question seemed innocent enough until you remembered that you didn't post about Fern anywhere.

"How do you know about Fern? Did Miguel tell you?"

Tasia smiled, showcasing her perfectly straight and white teeth, "Now, why would Miguel tell me anything?"

You thought about that for a second. It seemed like the two of them were pretty close and he did mention that he was pretty close with William Wells, Tasia's father.

"How do you know about my dog, Tasia?" You were getting pretty frustrated with whatever little mind game she was playing on you.

Tasia simply chuckled and said, "You're a smart person. You need to stay away from Miguel. He's mine and I've been waiting for my turn since he announced he was getting divorced."

What the hell did this conversation have to do with Miguel? Yes, he was a very attractive man and yes, your heart might have swelled every time you were near him, but that doesn't mean you liked him. At the end of the day, he was your boss and director. You had a job to do and you wouldn't let romance get in the way of that. You felt bad for Tasia. There's no reason why a girl as pretty as her should spend her day harassing other women for something as stupid as a man.

Just then, the hair stylist came back into the trailer and finished doing your hair. She then went over to Tasia and began to work on her hair. The makeup artist came in and started to work on your face. The film took place in the nineteen forties so the makeup was more natural. Sometimes, women didn't wear it at all. The makeup artist started off with a very light base and some powder to make sure that your face didn't shine too much under the studio lights. He then defined your eyelashes and eyebrows and settled on a lip color that matches your skin tone. The makeup artist then said that you looked beautiful and told you that you were ready to head back to your trailer to get your costume on.

Your costume when you were Linda, the American nurse, was vastly different from the one you wore as Polina, the Russian spy. Today, you were playing Linda, the all-American nurse who wanted to serve her country. Linda wore a white ward dress with the white nurse's cap that you would need to pin yourself. You didn't know why the hairstylist didn't pin this into your hair while she was doing it but it was not a big deal. You pinned the nurse's cap into your hair and had a golf cart transport you to the sound stage where you would be filming today.

Today's scene was the one where Rose, played by Tasia, would confront Linda, played by you. Rose knows that Linda is a spy and she's threatening to tell James, played by Peter, that Linda isn't who she says she is. It's a pretty emotional scene with screaming, crying, finger-pointing, and hitting. So the usual when it comes to acting. You were pretty nervous about this scene because it required so much from you.

When you arrived at the sound stage, Tasia was demanding a PA go get her sparkling water from craft services. You hated sparkling water. It basically tasted like television static in a can.

On any other filming day, there were a lot of yells of 'action' and 'cut,' but today seems different. Miguel seemed frustrated as he watched you and Tasia act. It was like he wasn't getting what he wanted even though you were giving it everything that you had.

You were well into the scene when Miguel yelled, "Cut!" He took off the headphones that were connected to the audio box and ran his hands over his face.

"Finally, thank you for cutting, Miguel," Tasia said in a sickly sweet voice.  She continued, "I want to act my best but she's giving me nothing." Tasia pointed at you. You looked at her with an expression of complete confusion. What the hell was this girl on?

"Actually," Miguel put his hand on his muscular hip, "You're the one I have a problem with. She's doing perfectly fine." Miguel told everyone to take five as he put his hand on Tasia's shoulder and ushered her away from where they were just standing. They looked like they were having a serious conversation. Miguel was talking with his hands as he usually does and Tasia looks like a child that just got reprimanded by their parents. She's pouting and has her arms crossed.

What was wrong with her? Did she see you as a threat? You have tried to be nothing but nice to the people that you come across including her. Maybe once she realized that the world didn't revolve around her, she would be nicer. Hopefully, that will be soon.

After the five minutes were up, Tasia and Miguel returned to their places. "Love and War, scene twenty-three, take twenty-nine," was said by someone. Miguel then yelled, "Rolling, sound, and action!"

Tasia finally began to get her shit together, or so it seemed. After everyone was done for the day, you were back in your trailer getting ready to go home when there was a knock at the door. You opened it to see her standing there. Tasia asked if she could come in. You reluctantly agreed and stepped aside to let her through.

"Don't think just because Miguel complemented your acting means anything. He still wants me," Tasia said matter-of-factly.

"Tasia, I don't know what you're on, but I don't want Miguel. You can have him!"

"Good," she said before shoulder-checking you on the way out.

You nearly slammed the door to your trailer shut after she was out. Tasia couldn't comprehend the fact that you were a professional actress that just wanted to get her job done. This wasn't some office where anyone sleeps with everyone. This was Hollywood, and while some people liked to fuck like rabbits, you just didn't have the time for it.

That night, you and Fren were sitting on the couch watching Gone Girl. It was one of your favorite movies and you wanted Fern to experience it with you.

About halfway through the movie, you received a text. You went to go check your phone thinking that the text was from Stella. You were wrong, the text was from the same number that texted you the night you brought Fern home. It said, "You did great today. I can't wait to see what else you can do."

Did you have a stalker? Would you have to change your number? Maybe Stella was just being Stella and gave your number to some random person. Well, you got up from your couch and made sure all your doors were locked. Then, you blocked the unknown number. It's better to be safe than sorry.