Born Villain

Rebel Rebel

Having my makeup done I read through what I had to do except the words kept swaying and changing. All I knew was I got in a hot tub with Marilyn and ground up against him. Before I could get what I understood into my drunken mind I was taken to the bathroom where my first take was.

Stood in the bathroom all I had to do was keep a straight face and shuffle my dog collar. Seems easy, doesn't it? Well not when your drunk.

"Take one... and... ACTION!" The director said, "CUT!!! KEEP THAT FACE STRAIGHT! THINK YOUR GOING TO A FUNERAL! BE SERIOUS!"

Thinking I'm going to a funeral made me laugh even more since who would go to a funeral in a dog collar and this slutty outfit? I mean seriously?!

Once I finally got the shot, I got to sit about and do nothing while they did the slutty pole dancing scene. Marilyn came and sat with me then whispered in my ear, "You wanna get some air? You look a bit panicky." I agreed then we went out onto the balcony overlooking a beautiful sea view. "It's nice isn't it?"

"Yeah." I agreed, it was beautiful with the sun setting over the water which reflected the sun. Marilyns crispy dark hair barely blew in the breeze but my hair was mainly sticking to my nude coloured lipstick/gloss. Marilyns cyan blue eye glistened in the sunlight and his pale face gave more of a shadow to it.

He must have noticed me staring at him as he turned to me and said, "I asked if the view was nice, not me."

His face looked like a painting, beautiful, I did mean the view though. "I meant the view, but you're just so... draw able."

Intrigued, Marilyn said, "Hmm are you good then?"

"I'm alright."

"Come here." He took my wrist gently, lead me over to the swinging chair and picked up a sketch pad and two pencils off the table. He then pulled off a piece of paper then handed me the pad.

When he began drawing and I didn't do anything, he looked at me like I should know what to do then said, "Draw me, I draw you."

I began drawing and drawing until I'd finished, he'd done ages ago and was just smiling at me and admiring. "You really are pretty."

"Er Mr Warner I don't think that's very appropriate." I laughed, he laughed too. 

"Oh I'm not your teacher anymore, you were supposed to be going to your graduations on Monday remember, if you're planning on going."

I remembered my best friend, Suze, she was wanting me to go so badly. I never wanted to go though. I imagined standing in the big group photo throwing our waterboard hats into the air, all smiling happily as everyone calls it 'the best day of my life'. To be honest I'd rather throw my head onto a machette with needles pressing into the skin covering my spine.

"I guess I have to go... for Suze."

"Ahh Susannah Simon? She really is the class swat," He laughed at my best friend.

"So what if she's good in class? You realise she hates your guts Marilyn Manson or Mr Warner?" I defended my best friend.

"I know, I know, I realise alot of my pupils hate me, and Marilyn but to be honest, I dont give a shit about it. They can go fuck themselves 'cos their ugly asses couldn't get in with anyone else." Taken back, I was lost for words, he just spoke so much truth - except for about Suze - I wasn't sure how to answer him. Beginning to laugh I didn't know why. I laughed and didn't, couldn't, hold back; Marilyn began to smile aswell. Wiping tears away that had escaped my eyes due to my constant laughing, Marilyns hands ended up lay ontop of mine and rubbing them softly. "What's even funny?" He said through laughs.

"I have no idea."

"C'mon, we gotta go do the hot tub take." He laughed taking my hand and taking me up to the changing room.

Who would have thought putting on a bikini in a cupboard like thing would be so hard? It wasn't getting it on either, it was the tying-the-knot-behind-my-back part that was the problem. I had two choices:
A) Ask Marilyn to tie it for me where he'd probably pull it up or something.
B) Take it off, tie it then put it back on.
I tried B, I really did. But the doors kept swinging open whenever I nudged them so I actually had no choice but to ask Marilyn to tie it for me.

"Course." He smiled when I asked him, I couldn't decide whether it was his dirty smile or his happy to help smile. I got out the wardrobe/changing room thing held tightly onto my bikini top then turned away from Marilyn for him to tie the strings. "You really do look hot." He smirked.

Still feeling tipsy stood on my tip toes and kissed his cheek, "Thanks." I walked passed him in my bikini. It felt right being with Marilyn. He's really seductive but caring aswell. Perfect. Although I don't know whether it was the alcohol talking.

Watching Marilyn in the pool I thought how sexual he looked and I'd be stood infront of him humping and grinding my way into the views of thousands maybe even millions of people. "Take two, Avril, 3, 2, 1, and... ACTION!" I slipped into the hot tub smiling, Marilyn turned to look at me like he was supposed to then I got infront of him and rubben my back against his bare chest. 2minutes of flouncing around in the hot tub and our time was up. I went to get out the pool but Marilyn got me to come back in. We sat across from eachother chatting and smiling flirtatiously. My feet found their way up his legs and rubbing his lap seductively until I swam over and sat on his lap where he kissed my neck delicately. Eyes staring into eyes we stayed like that for about five minutes until it was time for us to go out partying. I got changed into a sleek black velvet dress with a halter neck, it was just above the knee and flowed freely from the waist. Once I was down the stairs in my black high heels. I had the chance to stare at marilyn in a suit with the top button undone. The only thing that represented Marilyn were his eyes. One white one chocolate, and a smothering of eyeliner round the white eye. I took his arm then we were out the door and ina taxi.