Drama On & Off Camera

Part 9

I entered into our make-up room, clip clopping my heels, though I'm in no need of an additional touch up to my face. I pulled the chair and dropped down on it.

"Breathe Wynter Breathe" I kept chanting those words and reminded my Central Nervous System to remain intact and not to give signals which can prove to be an embarrassment for me and entertainment for others who are going to watch me on Television Tonight.

Interviews or Talk shows... whatever that involves the active participation of solid confident speech, flawless way to interact, being spontaneous, witty and quick to respond ...turns out horrendous for me.

I kept my eyes closed to dump all the trashy thoughts of discouragement. When I sensed that my breathing was back to normal I slowly lift my eye lids. I blew some air from my mouth and checked my reflection in front of the mirror, the light bulbs around the perimeter of this square shaped mirror brightened my look. A small section of my hair was parted from the middle, pulled back , twisted then clipped, few loose strands dangled from either of my temples. I was wearing a burgundy colored lipstick and no bright eye make, my attire was chosen formal, white linen shirt with sleek black pants but slightly shimmery grey jacket added tinge of ultra-modern look which could set a new trend. My look gave me a worthy boost to energize my lost confidence in myself, still something was going on inside my stomach , I tried to ignore it but I know it will only go after I'm done with the interview.
I craned my neck to check the time from a huge classy clock hung on the wall, my brain was beginning to formulate the time but the view got blocked by a smiley head of William, instantly the notification of Already seen my text popped in my head followed by no reply on it, just kindled the anger I was holding up against him.

I got up and moved aside but he side swiped and continue to block my way. I tried my level best to avoid eye contact by keeping my gaze on the ground.

Right now I feel, maybe I'm not actually angry, I guess I'm just pretending to be angry to check or know what would be his response. He disappointed me again with his silence, I looked up and leaned my head abit but he raised his hand displaying his wrist watch.

"What?" I asked totally pissed with him

"Time, aren't you looking up for the time" he said smilingly showing off his cool spiky low fade haircut enhancing  his bright auburn eyes. He surely is making style statement with his inky pitch black jacket and jeans with a grey t-shirt underneath matching it all with woody brown sneakers.

I moved aside without seeing the time on his watch, he moved along with me being consistent. Thankfully, Craig called out my name saying that our vanity bus is about to leave for the interview set. I rushed out and pulled the straps of my heels 'coz I have to run down the spiral stairway, without wasting another minute I ran down with the heels in my hand and on reaching the last step I again placed my foot digging into my heels ...As I was doing it so quickly that I stumbled a bit while putting on the heels, that's when sound of the feet tracking down beside me roared in my ears and for a split second I thought I just imagined a voice that spoke to me in extremely low husky volume and flew away like a passing wind.

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We all jerked forward when the driver suddenly pulled on the brakes. William was standing, leaning at the door wearing his black shades hiding his eyes but revealing his perfect teeth... He chuckles alot, my mind wandered around how moments ago when I was about to  stumble but wasn't in a situation to actually fall down while wearing my heels, Will, without glancing just whispered and dashed out.

"Be careful!"he said in a sweet raspy voice.

I agree those are not the sweetest words one could ever hear neither they signify something highly to drool about, but still I fall in the web of liking illogical things or incomplete things he does... I don't know why I liked him showing concern and not displaying it properly... I hope I don't need a doctor here.