Chapter 10

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Chapter 10

Aria's POV:

We enter the hotel room ever so quietly. Emma is sleeping on one of the two twin beds in the small 525 feet room that production so graciously booked for us. The door slammed a little loud and she tossed before going back to her original sleeping position.

"Could you be any louder?" I whisper-yelled. He back away at the harshness of my voice.

"Sorry, do you want me to stay?" He asked. I must have looked at him like he had three heads because he gave me a hurt look.

"That was a stupid question." A pause. "No, I don't. Go back to your own room."

"I sleep in a trailer."

"Then go back to the trailer!" I whisper-yelled again. This is already making my head hurt. He opened the door,

"Okay. Okay. Jeez." He closes the door.

*Next Morning*

Of course, I'm exhausted and can barely stay awake for our eight am call time. Justin is chuckling to himself. Jason looks as if he wants to strangle me. Right now, I couldn't care less.

I'm staring into Jason's eyes and tried to remember my lines. What were the lines again? Why does my stomach feel weird?

"Cut!" I hear the director yell and I hear the bell signaling that I can break character. I run to the nearest trashcan, hanging over it. Justin runs to me but I ignore him. He's rubbing my back which feels extremely nice as my stomach settles. Someone else gives me a piece of gum.

"What's going on?" Jason asks angrily. Justin puffs out but I put my arm out to block him.

"No, it's fine." I whisper. He backs away. I give him a look. "You can't do that."

"He was being disrespectful."

"Okay. And I don't feel like getting fired from this movie. So chill."

He gives me a puppy dog look. I scoff. "You're so childish sometimes."

"You love me." I playfully shove him away.

A/N: A short filler. Happy Monday. Don't forget to vote and comment.

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