―❝ 'Cause you're the one for me (for me). And I'm the one for you (for you). You take the both of us (of us), and we're the perfect two.❞
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―❝ ophelia goes through the ups and downs of being a junior in high school with her best friends by her side...
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The next day Ophelia is up bright and early to start shooting for the movie. Yes, she agreed. How could she not agree? She couldn't believe that she would be starring in a movie and not just an extra or background dancer. It was a dream come true. Ophelia and Ricky were now walking over to where the trailers were all set up. "Gotta say, waking up at 6am just to be in a movie has me seriously rethinking my destiny as the next Timothee Hal Chalamet." Ricky spoke with a grin.
"Rick, you didn't have to come with me to set." Ophelia said softly. "But I appreciate that you are." Ophelia glances at him with wide eyes as she realized something. "Hold up, you know Timothee's middle name?" She gasped. She couldn't help but wonder if that was true, she was curious now.
"Don't change the subject." Ricky chuckles, pointing at her. "I am dropping you off on your first day as a movie star and five hours of sleep wasn't gonna stop me."
"Well, first I gotta survive today before you can call me a movie star." Ophelia chuckles, looking around and her eyes widen in surprise at seeing she had her own trailer with her name on it. "Wow." She breathes. "This just got real." She continues, her voice tinged with excitement and disbelief. "I can't believe this is happening."
Ricky grins, nudging her lightly. "Believe it, Lia. You're gonna be amazing. You got your very own trailer." He grins, squeezing her hand. "How does it feel to be the real deal, Lia?"
"Like a dream." Ophelia giggled as she turned to look at him and took his hand, squeezing it.
"I mean, I've always wanted to be a trophy boyfriend so everything's going according to plan, actually." Ricky teased.
Ophelia chuckles and shakes her head, leaning up to peck his lips. "I love you, Rick."
"I love you too." Ricky murmured against her lips, his eyes closing while he leaned into the kiss. Ophelia felt his hands sliding down to rest on her waist, his grip soft but still firm. Ophelia's heart fluttered at the action, butterflies going wild in her stomach when his hands held her hips, his thumbs rubbing soothing circles on the exposed skin from her shirt riding up. The kiss was gentle, soft and slow and full of love. Ophelia pulled away slowly, opening her eyes to gaze at him lovingly. Ricky opened his eyes and gazed back at her, a tender smile on his lips.
"I'm also very excited for the HSM3 read throughs today." Ophelia admits, smiling fondly at him as she wrapped her arms around his neck, her hands playing with the curls on the nape of his neck. "It's gonna be great."
"Yeah." Ricky agrees, leaning his forehead against hers. "And don't worry, Miss Jenn got it covered for you until you get there. She had been practicing lines with my dad last night. It was cute."
"Awe." Ophelia smiled, knowing his dad, Mike, and Miss Jenn have been dating recently.
"Until it wasn't." Ricky grimaced.
"Yeah, okay, ew." Ophelia agreed, her face scrunched up in disgust.
"Yeah." Ricky nods in agreement. "Your chariot awaits!" Ricky dramatically said, pointing at her trailer and went to walk towards it, but she pulled him back to her after realizing something she wanted to say to him.
