Love Struck «Dylan Schmid»

12.

Dylan.
2:30 pm

We had just made it through the door, we were a bit early too but there were other guys my age sitting around with a script in hand. I hadn't prepared a script for this one since my agent said they'd give me one.
A blonde lady in a business suit walked over in our direction. She had long wavy blonde hair with bright green eyes and red lipstick. Her blue high heels didn't match her outfit but she did look hot...uh professional.
"Ah, you must be Dylan..." She looked down at the clipboard she held with a bunch of other papers, probably resumes. "Schmid. Here's your script, take some time to learn it. You're on time, we'll start calling for you around three." She made eye contact with me and smiled then walking off.
"I have to get going." Todd patted my shoulder then went his way out the door.

Audris.
2:35 pm
Shit shit, I'm late! Ugh can't this bus hurry up.
It was my first day working as a PA, meaning assistant. The bus was being crappy and slow for no apparent reason. I fiddled with my fingers, biting my lip softly.
Ugh! Doesn't he get that some people...meaning me have to get places. Obviously not since he's so cranky!
The bus driver seemed very cranky today, he almost didn't let me on the bus. One: I was a bit late so I was running and banging frantically on the bus window to get him to stop, that probably really annoyed him. 2: I didn't have enough change so I had to ask one of the passengers that were already seated for some extra.
There was pretty much a clear road, strange for Vancouver since it would be rush hour at the moment. Weekends or weekdays, there would be rush hour but surprisingly not today.
I could feel the bus get slower and slower just to get back at me for being such a pain in the arse. I could feel the cold glares the other passengers gave me since basically everyone heard and saw me. Well the ones that were on the bus at the time.
I rushed through the studio doors, my face flushed from running the long distance from where the bus had dropped me off. I was already late and everyone was here and rehearsing. I was suppose to be here before the actors got here.
Crap...
I scanned the room, actors, male actors. As I scanned the room of all the people something well actually someone caught my eye. A boy around my age with brown curly hair. I couldn't see his face but a part of me lit up. I pursed my lips trying not to get too excited. I may be wrong but maybe it was the guy that returned my wallet, Dylan. Dylan Schmid, I know knew him by his actors name.
I was going through a re-run of my favourite show Once Upon a Time when I stumbled onto the episodes Dylan appeared in, recognizing him immediately then going online.
My fingers ran across the keyboard typing 'who is the actor that plays Baelfire on Once?' immediately an answer came up with a name, bio and date of birth.
Okay, that was pretty much stalkish but still.
"Audris.." A female's voice snapped me out of my thoughts. I blinked, seeing a woman with blonde hair walk into my view.
"Sorry, I know I'm late but I can make up for it!" I breathed, it came out raspy and dry. A light blush appeared on my cheeks embarrassed by my attempt of talk.
She smiled gorgeously with bright pearl teeth and startling blue no green eyes, I envied her looks the moment she walked over.
"No worries. It's your first day on the job but your first task is to give all the actors a cup of water. Most of them are sweating out of their pants. And not in a good way." She waved a hand in front of her face. I laughed gently then nodded.
I walked over to a small fountain on a table pouring with water along side was snacks like fruits and bars. I grabbed two cups dumping them into the water, my fingers touched the water gently. I could feel the coldness of the water which made me realize how good it felt and how much I wanted to jump into a pool that very second.
All the actors thanked me as I gave them their drinks. Some just rose their cup to me with their mouths filled with water. Others smiled and I smiled back putting on my best smile. I felt like a waitress in a way which made me smile a bit.
Walking over to the last boy on my list of actors that I had not given water to, it was Dylan. I purposely made him last so I could talk to him. Sounds classic and dumb, I know.
A part of me screamed inside as I walked over, my heart racing. A small dorky smile appeared on my lips as I stopped in front of him. He didn't look up at first which made me scared that he'd just ignore me.
He looked up seeing me...finally. A smile crept on his lips which made my heart race even more. He was gorgeous. I swear but maybe it was only me seeing the twinkle in his hazelish eyes.
"Water?" I asked in a slight confidence not wanting to sound wimpy or desperate.