Chapter 1

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Sasha's POV

here we go. another day, another scene. today it's Lucy, at least she'll acknowledge me. they don't do it on purpose, at least I don't think they do, they're just busy. At least that's what I tell myself.

I pull up outside Warner Brothers and roll down my window, lighting a cigarette I take a drag before letting out a breath I didn't know I was holding. I've been smoking for about 3 years now, might be 4 I'm not sure I lost count. It just makes me feel better, stop judging me. After wasting 5 minutes I roll my window up, get out the car, putting the cigarette out on the floor before kicking it down the drain and make my way into lot 5. I can hardly contain my excitement. Note the sarcasm.

I used to feel guilty, about not liking my job, all the girls that would love to be in my shoes but that's because they think it's all happy, the five of us hanging out on and off set but it's really the four of them and then me, by myself, as usual. I make my way up to my dressing room, everyone ignoring me as I go past. I try not to let it bother me but it's hard. I go inside locking the door behind me before falling into the couch, I let my eyes fall shut as I take a deep breath. Being out all night most nights takes it toll and I eventually fall asleep.

I woke to a loud banging on my door, I sat bolt upright running over to unlock it, I swung the door open only to get a sharp pain in my head. I grabbed the door frame before looking up to see who was at the door. Lucy.
'Uh hi' she said.
'Hey' I replied.
'Cindy wants you in makeup'
'Thanks'
I grab my phone off the side before making my way out to the makeup trailer. Lucy hovers along behind me. 'How are you sash?'. I stop in my tracks and turn to look at her 'do you actually care or are you just making conversation?'. She looks taken aback by my question, taking too long to answer I roll my eyes 'whatever Luce. Run back to the other three'. I continue my journey to makeup this time leaving Lucy behind. She'd have only told them what I said, I'm better off on my own.

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