A Movie of Our Own (wlw)

3

Charlotte

After re-shooting the scene many many times we were finally released and got a break to ourselves and from the set and started working on most of the other scenes that included me and anyone else being in the office space.

We did end up getting the majority of our shots done in a few takes with the help of Brooke's constant yelling in our ears.

It really does motivate you to do better — you end up doing better and better each time to her liking just in hopes of getting the hell out of there sooner. Spoiler alert: it's never enough no matter how good or how much effort you put into the scene.

But now I can say that I absolutely agree with every person who warned or told me about Brooke Williams.

She truly is a pain in the ass and I thought I could handle her. I'd say I'm a pretty strong person, emotionally. Don't even try to make me carry anyone, physical strength is not my best attribute. And I fear it never will be.

After a long day of work, I found myself in my RV preparing to leave by gathering all of my stuff into my navy blue tote bag. And I decided on my own, a small reward for the day since I really didn't expect such a fuss with Brooke Williams — I could go grab a drink after. And maybe today I could try the nice bar I went to near my house again. Since last time I was practically being chased down by two creepy drunk men.

I highly doubt I would ever see them there again, and I haven't been able to find a time to go out and drink since I've been packed trying to prepare for this movie.

So hopefully it will go smoothly this time.

I then hear a sudden knock on the door of my RV.

I stop packing my stuff and walk over the door and open it up.

I see Jessy standing there, I honestly thought she would've weren't home by now, but I guess not.

"Can I have a word with you Charlotte?" Jessy asked.

"Of course, come in." I said, stepping to the side to let Jessy in.

She then walked into the RV and closed it behind her and leaned walked to the small built in dining table and leaned onto it.

"What happened today?" Jessy asks bluntly.

It almost takes me by surprise.

The question itself was difficult to answer alone, but I truly don't know what happened. I've never had such a wave of anxiety come over me before, and maybe it's because of the sudden change of the atmosphere? Or maybe it could be me getting sick? I'm not sure.

"Honestly, Jessy, I'm not sure." I said letting out a deep breath.

"Believe me, if I knew, you would definitely know but I'm not sure why I acted like that. Especially in front of all of those people. Oh god, did anyone say anything?" I bring my hand to my face.

"Some people did ask but don't worry, I reassured them that everything was okay. But seriously Charlotte.."

"What do you think would have caused this? Have you been stressed lately?" Jessy asked.

I think to myself.

There should be nothing to stress about. Maybe just the fact that my schedule is a bit packed, but otherwise I don't know what could've triggered this particular thing. I want to know — I feel so weird, and this definitely isn't normal. Maybe I just need to watch what I'm eating. Too much caffeine perhaps? Or sugar?

I look back to Jessy, "Stressed, no. There's no way. Maybe it was a healthcare thing. Maybe I just need to watch what I'm doing and what I'm eating. There's many possibilities to this so I don't want to make any assumptions." I nodded to Jessy, making sure I sent a message that nothing was really wrong.