A Movie Of Our Own

39

Charlotte

"And that's a wrap for today everyone!" Brooke shouted.

I then let out a sigh of relief and smiled to myself, proud that we finally got through that scene.

Even if Brooke and I still have something going on, she definitely doesn't change her bitchy attitude on set. She doesn't even spare me, not one bit.

But besides that, I'm extremely nervous to go over to Brooke's house this evening.

Like what do I wear? My clothes that I wore here? Something casual?

No, I can't.

There is only one person who can help with that.

Lena, obviously.

I then start to walk towards my dressing room to change out of my costume, but then I feel a hand lightly tap my shoulder.

I turn around to see Olivia.

Which I haven't had any scenes with today, but I guess she's here to get some other shots.

"Oh! Hey Olivia, did you need something?" I ask.

I look around awkwardly, waiting for her to answer.

We haven't talked since New York, and I'm not even sure what we were talking about. Like I said, all I can really remember about New York is Brooke.

Which I still can't seem to get rid of.

"Oh, yeah I wanted to talk to you since I feel like we haven't talked in forever! Especially since New York you know.." She says.

"Yeah, definitely. Why are you here? I didn't know you were filming today." I point out.

I look around, bored of the conversation already. But then I saw Brooke and her eyes darted at me.

She just can't keep her eyes off of me, huh?

Why don't we mess around with her a bit?

"You know, you're probably so busy I probably shouldn't ask.." Olivia says, catching my attention.

"Wait." I say as I put my hand on her shoulder, stopping her from walking any further. "What is it? You can tell me Olivia." I then rub her shoulder to reassure her, and to also piss off Brooke.

"I just wonder if you remember what I was going to tell you, last time we saw each other, in New York."

I think about the question and I try to go back to the night where I last saw Olivia but the whole time I was with her kind of seems like a blur now.

"Umm.." I start to say, but then I look at Brooke again. She has her normal resting face but this one seems much more intimidating than all of the other times I've seen her.

I then bring my attention back to Olivia.

"You know, I actually don't remember, I'm sorry, my memory has been a little fuzzy since then. I just can't seem to remember anything that happened in New York." I sigh as I put my hands on my hips.

"But, if you want to talk some more about it we can head to my dressing room, hm?"

"I just have to pack a few things before I go home for the day. Care to join?" I ask, turning my eyes to a more pleasing look so she'd join me.

"Uhh, sure! I can't be long though, I have to be back on time." Olivia replied.

"Oh yeah, of course. I'd never let that happen! Come on." I say as I walk towards my dressing room door, Olivia following behind me.