The Documentary

Chapter 24

Bethany's POV

* a few days later *

        i walk through the wooden doors and i immediately see art work. i see the art work of the talented people that attend this incredible school. i wonder to myself how i ended up here? i continue to walk slowly, still admiring my surroundings. i come across the front desk where i see a receptionist talking on the phone. she had a british accent which i thought was pretty intriguing.

the lady puts the phone down for a moment.

receptionist: how can i help you?

me: i have an interview with Mrs Scott at 11:30.

receptionist: name?

me: bethany woodstock.

receptionist: oh yes, take a seat right through there. 

i nod my head at as she puts the phone back up to her ear. i walk into the big fancy office looking room to the left and i take a seat. i will probably be here for a while waiting. most of the time the wait is always long, but I'm patient, or at least try to be.

in no time, my name was called.

"bethany woodstock?"

i stand up and walk back into a room where a very intimidating woman sits behind a very larger desk. i take a seat in a chair, facing her.

Mrs Scott: bethany im so glad you decided to come.

me: oh yes, me too.

i cross my leg over the other.

Mrs Scott: i am very interested in your filming talents. i saw a few videos on youtube and i think you have great potential. 

me: well thank you.

Mrs Scott: no need to thank me. 

she sits up right.

Mrs Scott: i was wondering if you would like to attend our filming program this fall. full scholarship.

me: oh wow. i feel like i'd be dumb so say no.

Mrs Scott: great, we will need to set up a meeting in about a week to get you registered.

me: a week?

Mrs Scott: yes. is there a problem?

me: I'm just supposed to go on tour with my uhh... my uhhh.. boyfriends band.

i panicked.

Mrs Scott: well which one do you think is more important?

me: well i was offered to film and document everything over the tour.

Mrs Scott: you were?

me: yes.

Mrs Scott: well then. school starts august 12th. see you then?

me: oh yes.

i get up and shake her hand.

Mrs Scott: you can contact me at juliascottschool@ossatd.com, please use it.

she hands me a piece of paper as i walk out of the room.

while i walk around the school, just looking around i find an auditorium. i walk inside of it and i see a boy playing the piano. he was the only one in here. he was playing beautifully. i remain standing at the top of the theatre when my phone rings.

  * ring ring* 

  i scramble uncomfortably trying to find my phone so i can shut it up. he turns around.

" can't a boy play in peace "

my phone falls out of my bag and onto the floor. i pick it up and see who is calling.

" daniel "

i press decline and walk towards the boy.

me: sorry. sorry.

i walk closer and closer to the stage until i can see the details in his face. he had brown hair, blue eyes and some great fashion sense.

me: you're an incredible musician.

" thank you " 

he nods his head.

me: im bethany.

"kevin"

me: nice to meet you.

kevin: you too. 

he looks at me and his eyes begin to wander.

kevin: is that?

he points to my purse.

kevin: the limited addition gucci tote bag?

he gets up and walks down the stairs of the stage. he grabs my purse and admires it. i can automatically tell he's gay.

me: oh yes.

kevin: so are you a new student? i haven't seen you around?

me: I'm going to be in the fall.

kevin: ooo what are you going to be studying?

me: oh film.

kevin: oh my friend sam is majoring in that. well i say friend. but you know.

he winks at me and we both laugh.

daniel calls again.

kevin: you know you should probably answer that this time. 

he smiles and walks back onto the stage as i walk out trying not to make any more disturbance then i already have.

i answer it.

me: hello?

daniel: hey.