working with jace {jace norman}

Chapter 2

Waking up to the loud alarm clock put pressure to my head. I groan, pushing my head under my pillow. The bright sun beams through my curtains in the mixed of the day. It was eleven, and there wasn't a single part of me that wanted to get up yet.

My normal routine of staying up all night and waking up halfway through the day was interuppted by the agent coming in an hour.

I groan and throw myself out of my bed, walking to my closet. The lack of clothes made getting ready seem impossible. But after piles of clothes all over my floor and about ten minutes later, I settled with a simple outfit, not one for the books.

Growing up, it wasn't normal to wear makeup. Not where I lived anyway. I always got shit for having a full face of makeup. It wasn't normal. But here, the unusual seemed, normal.

Taking about a half an hour, my makeup was done and I began French braiding my hair.

Calls from down stairs trailed to my room.

"I'm coming!"

I finished up my last braid, glancing around to find a baseball cap to hide over the frizz that danced across the top of my head.

I grabbed my phone and trudged downstairs to the kitchen. Already preparing for the lecture of coming down late once she leaves.

I glance through the kitchen. Finding a woman in a button up and dress pants. Her smile full and bright enough to blind you.

"You must be Emily"

I nodded at her.

Her bright red tight curls were tied with being obnoxious and professional.

"I'm Lucy. I'm here to make you a star!"

She smiled as I raised my eyebrows. I wondered how many times she's used that pathetic lines to kids who had no chance.

"Anyway, I figured we could go out. Starbucks perhaps? I've heard it was your favorite."

"Yeah, sounds good."

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We arrived, ordered, then took a seat by a small table.

Getting right into it, she watched me cautiously.

"So what are your interests?"

"I don't have a lot," I set my cup back down on the table "I like acting, obviously. I was in a few middle school plays, musicals too but I can't sing so don't put that down."

She smiled and looked down at her stack of papers. "You were looking at Henry Danger?"

I nodded "Well, yeah I guess, my parents aren't really giving me a choice so"

"I'm sure it'll be fun. How does two clock tomorrow sound?"

"Wait- tomorrow?" My nerves that I had lacked suddenly rose. This wasn't like anything I had ever done. It was much bigger of a deal than anything I had been involved with.

"Will that be a problem? I know its last minute but the last date for auditions is tomorrow, we had to squeeze you in."

"Tomorrows fine" I took a drink over my fake smile.

After we finished our coffees, she dropped me off back at home.
"I will be here to pick you up at 1:30 sharp! Be ready okay?" She smiled

"Okay" I stepped out of the car and through the door up to my room. I didn't figure to stop by my parents.

Truth be told, I was dreading the thought of the audition. But if I didn't start preparing myself now, I wouldn't end up getting the energy to go tomorrow.

After a while I managed to pick out something to wear, laying it out on my dresser.

I was ready for bed, but glancing at the clock it was five o'clock. I was too ready for tomorrow.

I watch out my window at the vacant shoreline. A concept that was so new.

I walk down to the back door and open it. " I'm going outside I'll be back"

"Wait, how was your interview?"

I rolled my eyes at the voice from the kitchen.

"Good mom. I'll talk you about it later."

I closed the door and walked down to the sand. Barefoot, I walk just above the shore line and sat down in the cooled sand.

I sat, brushing the sand between my fingers as I watched it fall, grain by grain onto the others.

Sensing someone behind me I turned around to see a boy approach. I turned back around to the water, paying no attention.

He sits down next to me.

"Amazing isn't it?" He watched out at the water, not even glancing my way.

I gave him a blank look, he looked so familiar.

"Oh um, I'm Sean" He grinned.

"Have we met? Its a long shot, I just moved here but, you look so familiar." I stopped rambling and looked down at my folded legs.

"I'm an actor."

"For what?"

"Henry Danger, Its a, Nickelodeon show"

"Oh" I rolled my eyes and watched as the handful of sand drain. "No offense, but I hate your show"

He laughed "Well, everyone's got their opinions"

"Yeah I guess." I glanced at him "I'm Emily by the way."

"Nice to meet you" His voice came off so genuine, so happy. "What are you doing out here?"

"I just moved here yesterday actually, I don't know anyone so, not much to do"

"Where did you move from?"

"Scotland"

He raised his eyebrows "That's tough"

I shrugged "Yeah. What are you doing out here?"

"I've been helping Dan with Auditions for the casting of Henry's girlfriend, I needed a break for a while I guess. I can't go to the beach by the studio though, too many people. This has always kinda been my spot, Jace usually comes with, he lives just down there." He points down the shore. I don't bother to look after him.

"Oh" I stare away from him for a second before I processed his words. "Wait a minute, his girlfriend?"

"Yeah why?"

"I was forced into an audition for your show. But I was told it was for a minor role. Are there different part spots to audition for?"

"No sorry" he laughs gently.

I let out a sigh and rolled my eyes to the ground, mumbling to myself out of frustration. I pull out my phone and flashed the time. It was almost eight.

"I gotta go" I said looking at Sean, standing up; him following.

"Alright, have a good night; And i'll see you tomorrow then I guess?"

"See you then." I wave slightly, heading backup shore to my house.

"I'm back" Yelling through my house, I headed upstairs to avoid the long conversation about my day with my parents.

I take a quick shower and put my hair into french braids, hoping that they'd turn out enough for me to have curly hair for the next day. I zipped up my footy pajamas and crawled under my blankets.

Tomorrow was going to be a long day.