Moving||C.M

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I wake around nine with all three of my cats curled up. Gene found my chest a lovely place to snooze over the night so now all his long hair is making me sneeze. Gene runs off of me when the first sneeze arises and looks at me, irritated. "Oh, please, you brought this on yourself." I stand up, the floor is cold under my feet as I stroll over to my closet and pick out a outfit consisting of all black except for the plain maroon tank-top. I slide the black miniskirt and leggings underneath it over my long legs before throwing the tank-top on, straightening my hair and applying my make-up.

Chris is eating on the cereal that welcomed me here yesterday when I enter the kitchen. "Don't you have a job to go to?" Chris says with a stupid smirk, I roll my eyes and grab my keys off the counter along with my phone. "Just heading there, what time is our movie?"
"Can you be home by 6:30?" I nod while twirling the keys on my index finger. "Good girl, see you then."
I flick his temple on my way out the door, I knew I wasn't suppose to show up on set till eleven but the early bird gets to ask Channing her Mother's questions.

I call my little brother as I drive down the interstate, my brother and I are highly different. He's full of energy and is football player that's also on the marching band. I was in marching band before college, luckily he picked that up from me. Hunter is all about the newest thing everyone is wearing and he is a total lady killer at his school. He had three girlfriends in third grade and had his first kiss in kindergarten. His record does not stop there, his girlfriend is currently some chick from a little way further down from his high school and is a grade higher with prom and homecoming queen on her label. He also has broken a few more hearts than I liked him to.

"Majora!"

"Hi, boo, sorry I didn't call you back! I moved in with a new friend, I think you'd like him a lot. He's sweet and he's super sarcastic plus all he had in his fridge was cereal, he's like the twin of you!" Hunter's end of the line is silent, making me wonder if he stepped away. "It's a he?!" Hunter screams over the phone, I almost swerve into a Ford at his loud voice. "Yes! Chill, I'm driving here!" I scowl in annoyance at the Ford driver when he flips me off. "Sorry! What's his name? Can I meet him? I'm going to meet him tomorrow, no objections. Mom said you and Channing Tatum are doing a movie together, how's that? Are you and this new boyfriend—"

"One question at a time and he's not my boyfriend...Well, he's a boy that's a friend. Not your definition of boyfriend, his name is Chris, he is in a heavy metal band. I met him through Ashley and no, you would embarrass me and scare yet another friend away if you met him." I pull into the parking lot of the studio and cut the engine off. "Come on, if either of you aren't busy tomorrow I'll pay for lunch at Olive Garden, it's a Sunday tomorrow! Be a Sunday bad girl and don't go to church!" I giggle at Hunter, he has a way of persuading anyone to do what he says through humor, I can't help but fall for the comedic act.

"Fine, I'll tell him my weird brother wants to take him to lunch when I get home, I got to go, baby. I love you!"

"Love you too! Call me later with details!" I hang up on him and stuff the phone in my back pocket, I enter the studio to see the crew setting up for the newest scene at a rainy park. I put all this work into my make-up only for it to be ruined or replaced by the artists. "There's my little Scarlett Johansen!" I turn to see my agent, Angela, excitedly clap her hand as she shuffles over to me in her four inch heels and tight, black business skirt. 

"Hey, Angela! I'm all ready!" She smiles before taking my arm and leading me to the dressing room to change. I jump into the first costume of a regular pair of jeans and t-shirt with a leather jacket. Then the make-up crew got to work in tweaking my own creation slightly till I am finally allowed to meet my co-stars.

"It's the newbie, guys! Be nice!" I hear a lady shout that is with a group of movie stars that I recognize instantly. "I have a feeling you know most of us, may I just say I am honored to act with a newly found actress." The lady I piece out to be Kristen Stewart says with a gentle smile, I am going to have to learn how to adjust with so many stars as a new actress. "Thank you, my name is Majora." I say to the group, I scan over the faces to recognize Dave Franco, Emma Watson, and Channing. The older actors and actresses consist of Michael Caine, Robert DeNiro, and the actress of them all: Betty White.