The following day once we got to the Storm agency we were met with a very large set. The wooden cabin was so genuine after our first practice shoot I'd forgotten I was in a huge building.
"Where are we filming the flashback scenes?" Naomi asked, pointing at the copy of the screenwrite.
-Exterior-
Reid laugh and smiles at camera. Reaches up to camera.-Interior-
Rivera scream, jumps off couch to run from camera. Throws pillow into camera."The interior will be shot in some of our other sets and the exterior will either be back in the garden or another set location." Lennon told us.
"I need Celine and Aspen." One of the agencies stylists called. I looked up and got up from the sofa and followed her back to the dressing rooms. "Your outfits are there, and you can see Lana for your make up." She instructed.
I moved to the rack she pointed us to and took my outfit then walked into a stall, shutting the curtain. I changed into my outfit, printed tan and white leggings, tan boot with black stitching, a white long sleeve sweater and a tan beanie and black beanie.
Lana, the stylist brushed out my hair and touched up my make up, sending me out.
I grinned at Rylee as she pointed at the ball at the end of my beanie, then at hers.
"We match, how cute!" She exclaimed.
"Why are you so excited?" I chuckled, holding her shoulders.
"This is our first music video since our cover of Wake Up Call." She shrugged.
"Celine, honey, we're starting with you out in the garden, follow them." Lennon pointed me towards the camera crew.
I followed then out o the back. This garden Lennon spoke of was more of a freaking meadow.
"Okay I want you out about twenty meters and you guys two away from her. Celine you know what to do right? I'll read it out to you just in case." Lennon rushed.
We spent nearly ten minutes just beginning to start my solo. I had to walk a couple feet as if I walking with someone and laughing and smiling at them.
After another five minutes I was told to go inside and chafe into my second outfit. Which was just a long black tee.
This time I was in one of the small sets. A room made into a small bedroom. I had to sit against the wall and sing part of the chorus, looking very sad.
The gist of the video was all four if us with a guy, who was played by the camera, having fun with him, acting in love then when the chorus came in my case I was heartbroken, Aspen got to yell at the camera and throw a hairdryer. By the last couple verses it was just us four in the cabin singing the song.
It took us until midnight to finish all of our inside and group scenes. We were scheduled to finish Naomi and Rylee's outdoor scenes tomorrow since they were going off site to shoot.
Since Aspen and I were finished shooting completely, Matty made us pack up our stuff and head to LA a day in advance for more "studio time."
"Matty's making me go home after the award show." I admitted to Aspen, looking up at her.
She leaned her seat back and furrowed her eyebrows.
"Why?"
"To rest." I rolled my eyes, and looked out the window of the plane. We were just getting into LAX.
"That blows, I like when we're all in the studio. It reminds me of when we first started." She spoke.
"I like it too, but apparently I'm gonna work myself into the ground."
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Vogue.
FanfictionCeline Reid, one fourth of Vogue. Harry Styles, one fourth of One Direction. The two finding one another in need of a friend, someone to listen to their problems. They find more than an ear in each other, they find the other half of themselves.