Starting At The Bottom [Sebastian Stan]

[11 - Real Life]

"STAY AWAY from me you freak!" he spat, aiming a punch at the woman's head. She dodged skilfully before kicking him in the chest, sending the man back a large distance.

"You're mistaken, darling. I'm not the freak, you are!" The woman hissed before grabbing the complicated gun from her hip.

Aiming, she shot a beam at the man only for it to reflect off his metallic arm, sending it someplace else. The woman and men glowered at each other, ready to kill if needed.

"Celeste! Stop!" Steve came running forward, eyes wide with surprise and sadness. "Celeste.... It's Bucky, remember?"

Celeste froze, looking at the black haired man. She stepped towards him slowly, heels clicking against the cement. She stopped in front of him and raised a hand to his cheek as if to caress it. The man called Bucky stared for a few moments at the beauty, confused at her softness.

Taking her hand away, she replaced the soft touch with a stinging sensation that numbed the skin. Wasting no time, she continued to knock him off his feet and place a heel on his chest.

"You little--"

"AND CUT! THAT'S A WRAP FOR TODAY!" The director shouted, causing hoots of approval to respond.

Tiffany laughed a high fived Chris before holding out a hand to the man on the floor. Seb smiled, grabbing onto the smooth skin and hoisting himself up. The two grinned like fools before awkwardly stepping away from their close proximity.

"Nice work, that kick actually hurt." Seb commented, rubbing the place where her foot had kicked him.

"Sorry, I kind of got carried away. First time acting, yanno." Tiff laughed awkwardly, rubbing the back of her neck. When did I start to sweat?

"It's fine, happened to me first time." The two smiled at each other, a slight blush covering their cheeks.

A loud beep caused them to jump and for Tiff to step back angrily. Biting her lip, she gave him a small wave before giving the small amount of cast that was there a hug. She immediately changed out of her costume before making her way to the interrupting sound.

Stepping out of the large set, she glared in the direction of a black Range Rover. Carefully stepping inside, she buckled herself in and lean against the seat in defiance. Theodore sighed, looking at the girl sadly. Reaching into his back seat, he smiled gently and placed a massive box of Krispy Kreme donuts into her lap.

Squealing, she gave him a peck on the cheek and dug into the mouth-tingling goodness. Theodore smirked in triumph as he drove pass an angry Seb, glaring at the car.

"YOU'RE NOT just going to let him win, are you?" Chris asked, stepping beside his best friend.

"I have to agree with him, that boy is no good for her." Anthony commented, taking his place on the Romanian's other side.

"Of course not. But, he's not winning." Seb smirked and headed back into the set, leaving behind three confused males.

"Did any of you guys understand that?" Robert stepped forward, cleaning a speck of dust from his suit.

"Nope."

"Nah."