MISTRESSES

1: MARY (1)

     "CUT!!!" A man said. "Mary, what's wrong with your acting today?" He asked.

     "I'm sorry, sir. I think I must have felt a little nervous."

     "Nervous, you say? Mary, I believe you wouldn't feel this way since you're used to cameras. Is it because it's your first role?"

     "I'm really sorry, sir."

     "You better be." The man said dryly before declaring; "Everyone take a ten minutes break!"

The man then turned back to Mary and said:

     "This break is for you, so use it wisely."

Mary nodded nervously and left, heading to her lobby. On her way, a man called her.

     "Excuse me, miss." The man said, and Mary paused her steps. "Are you alright?"

Mary looked at the man, and they even locked gazes, making Mary blush. It was the first time she saw someone so handsome besides being tall with shoulder-length hair and greyish blue eyes.

     "Y-yeah, I'm fine." Mary replied, feeling her cheeks burning.

     "Are you sure? Cause you don't seem like it."

     "What do you mean?"

     "Well, I don't want to seem like I don't mind my own business, but I kind of heard your conversation with the director. Besides, your face is all red, like you have a fever, so i was worried. "

     "Oh! So you heard that." Mary muttered. "Well, there's no need to worry about me, I'm fine, really."

     "Alright."

     "Yeah."

     "By the way, I'm Matthew, and you must be Mary, am I right?"

     "Yeah, but how did you know?"

     "Let's say it was thanks to the conversation."

     "Right, that makes sense." Mary said as her cheeks kept being tainted, but this time with embarrassment.

     "Yeah."

     "Uhm... I think I'll get going now."

     "Sure." Matthew said, and Mary left.
She got into her lobby and slumped on the sofa, trying to relax when someone suddenly came in.

It was a young lady in her late twenties with black hair, brown skin, and matching eyes. She wore glasses too, giving her a professional look that suited her well, given the secretary outfit she had.

     "Mary, are you okay?" She asked.

     "Oh, Grace, you're here!"

     "Yeah, how are you feeling?"

     "Terrible. I can't believe the director said those horrible things to me."

     "Relax, Mary. Here's a bottle of water and some boba." Grace said as she sat next to her.

     "Thank you."

     "Don't worry, everything is going to be fine." She said and gently patted Mary's head.

     "Yeah, I hope...hahh."

     "With that being said, who's the guy you spoke earlier with?"

     "Oh! I don't really know him. But he told me his name's Matthew.  That's all i know about him."

     "And what did he want?"

     "I don't know. He said he came to check on me cause he accidentally heard the manager scolding me."