Fortnight [H.S]

Chapter 6

Today marks the first day on set filming for August.

Jennifer called me about three times last night to remind me how big this is and how I can't fuck this up.

She means well.

At this point I think she's more nervous than me.

I barely spoke three words to Harry at the table reading so knowing that I have to spend nearly all day with him today as we are filming the scenes where we first meet each other first is a little daunting.

I mean I don't know how I'm going to do it...spending all day on set...with someone who can't act.

Great.

"Knock Knock." Thomas says as he enters the hair and make-up trailer.

"Hello Arden. How are you on this wonderful Monday morning?" he asks cheerfully.

"Great Thom." I chuckle which causes my make-up artist to give me a stern look.

"Sorry." I apologize with a small smile.

"Thom? Hmm my ex wives used to call me that." he speaks.

"Wives?" I question, putting an emphasis on the s at the end.

"Ahh yes. You met Tiny but you haven't met Lucila, and Heather. All great women but me...not so great apparently." he tries to make light of the situation.

"Well I don't have to call you that." I tell him.

"No, no. Call me whatever you want. Listen, I am very excited for today. First day of filming and I may or may not have a surprise for you later." he voices.

" I hate surprises." I state shortly.

"Well, you are going to love this one! So I'll see you at lot 1 in ten. Bye honey." he waves goodbye with a large grin on his face.

"Hmm he likes you." the makeup artist voices under her breath as she puts a final coat of mascara to my eyes.

"He's never like this around his leads. Whatever you did, keep doing it." she demands.

A light smile makes its way onto my face at her words.

I'll admit I really like Thomas so far.

Most directors I've worked with lacked people skills or they had preconceived notions about me thanks to my mother.

But Thom...he seems to treat me like an actual human. And I like that.

The ten minutes go by fast and now I'm on Lot 1 getting placed on the correct marking for the first scene we will film today.

"Good morning Arden." Harry greets as he gets placed on his marker near mine.

I fail to give him an actual greeting and instead act like I don't hear him.

The mother fucker tries again though a couple of seconds later, "Morning."

Choosing to ignore his greeting I just say, "You better know your lines."

"Alright so here we go people! First shot!! My two leads are going to do amazing. I can feel it." Thomas gives us a little pep talk of sorts.

Harry gives me an expectant look as Thomas gets comfortable in his director chair and I roll my eyes at him.

"Okay and we are rolling in 3.2.1. Action." one of the crew members yells.

I fiddle with the threads of my cardigan, not really knowing what to do with myself as I wait for my character's friend to come.