After two hours in hair and makeup I'm finally done. I don't even understand why I had to sit through it, when I'm going to be running around the shore.
I see Chris step out of his dressing room as well, and he turns to look at me. He's dressed in a tight grey shirt, and navy blue sweat pants. His perfect ass is visible, and his muscles are very prominent through his shirt. My phone snaps me out of my thoughts. I reach for my back pocket, and see it's my mom. Hmm. She never usually calls me.
"Hello?" I answer, and I see Chris turn to look at me.
"Mija, how have you been?" she sounds like she's in a good mood.
"I've been good mom, how about you guys?" Chris begins to walk my way, and I smile at him.
"Good.. good. Your dad was telling me he wants you guys to come over for week, or weekend at least." That's why she's in a good mood.
"Why?" I try not to sound rude, but she goes silent for a bit.
"Because, it's been a year since the last time you guys came to visit." It's true it has been a year. Already though? Time sure does go by fast.
"I'll see what I can do, I just started filming a movie. I don't know when I'm going to have time off." I don't promise anything, because I know if I do, I'm only going to let them down when I don't show up. "Let me check my schedule and I'll get back to you mom."
"So it's come to that? We have to schedule an appointment to see you?" she sounds pissed. Fuck.
"Mom it's not like that. Come on. Please don't start." I beg her, it's early to be getting into this. Now Chris is standing in front of me, he furrows his brows as he hears me and my mom go back and forth.
She whines about how I never make time for them, and I know she's right, but I won't admit it. I should go visit them, maybe take Michael with me. You know what? I'm going to go. I tell her that I'll be there next weekend, and that I'll be staying over there for five days. I don't want to push my luck, with having just started this film. We hang up short after, then it's time to begin filming.
~Filming~
I'm instructed to begin running along the shore. And then Chris will bump into me.
"Action!" the director shouts.
I begin to run, and I feel the cool breeze hit my skin. It's refreshing. My phone falls, and I bend down to get it. Out of nowhere I'm on my butt, and sand is in my face.
"Oh shit" he mumbles. "Are you ok?" he asks as he gets up.
"I guess." I roll my eyes.
"I'm sorry I was on my phone." I snicker.
"Funny I was picking mine up." He extends his hand out to me, and I dismiss it. I get up on my own. I feel bad for doing that but it's part of the script.
"Do you come here often?" he smiles.
"Yes I do." I smile back. He looks down to his phone, then looks back at me.
"Uh I have to go. See you around." he runs off, and I don't have time to answer back. I look at him run towards the lighthouse, and I shake my head.
"Cut!" the director calls out.
~End of first scene~
I head back to the dressing room, to get ready for the next scene. Before I walk inside I spot Angie near Chris's dressing room, I call her over, and she walks my way.
"Hey I need you to rent a private jet for this weekend?" I open my door, and let her go in before me. She looks at me confused when I turn to look at her.
