DAYS OF SUMMER ( Either Moving On Or Giving Up )

Eleven

“What happened to me?
All I have to do is to save her,
The one I love.
But all I do is just to endanger her.”
-Ryan ( Raincoats and Gloves script page 87 )

Jake really drives me. He’s not lying. I know that he’s not the type who tells lie around. But I guess, I’m just shocked he recalls his promise.
We arrive in the building punctually. Jake goes straight to VIP parking lot for motorcycle.
All of the motorcycles here pretty much look like Jake's. Big, shiny, and seem expensive.
When Jake parks his motorcycle, I get down and realize that I have to be careful or everyone will gossip about us, especially me. I look around, but there’s just one rider in the corner.
The rider takes off his helmet and I gulp down. It’s Ryan Carson. He stares at Jake Adam intently. Actually, more like he’s going to eat him. Like they hate each other. But then he’s staring at me, obviously know who am I.
He walks toward us and smiles smugly. “Well, hello Adams. I don’t know you’re close with Director's little sister.”
“Actually, I’m an intern photographer here,” I say.
“I know,” he replies. “You shot me yesterday. Summer Lucia, isn’t it?”
I’m amused. He knows my name. “You know my name?”
“I won’t forget a distinctive photographer. You’re novel.”
I cringe a bit when Ryan Carson winks at me. “Um.. thanks. I guess.”
“Let’s go,” he says as he holds my arm. “Your job is shooting me.”
“Really?” I ask him. “Alone? I can start photographing?”
“Of course,” he says.
“Bye, Jake,” I say. “Thanks for the ride.”
“Hey, wait,” he says. “Where’s your phone? Give it to me.”
I hand him my phone curiously. He gives me his and tells me to makes my contact at his phone and he'll do the same with mine.
I never really believe it. I just exchange phone number with a famous actor, Jake Adams.
“Text me when you’re done,” he tells me.
Ryan Carson holds my hand again and I leave with him. I look at Jake once again.
He may not be Oliver, but he sure piece by piece heals my mind with his weird and quiet and cool attitude. It’s not a typical for me to be friend with someone so cliche like that. But I guess everything is new now.
Oliver is gone and I have to make sure that I live happily.
It turns out Ryan Carson is lying. Sure I get to shoot by myself, but the model is not him.
Whatever. It’s fine for me. I finally can show that I deserve to become a steady employee here. A real photographer, not an intern.
The model is Shania Clark. Known as the it girl who captures everyone’s eyes with her beautiful vocal and amazing talent in piano.
I’m usually okay with every models.
Don’t get me wrong, Shania Clark is a very nice person. But I kinda remember Oliver. Kinda is not a right word. I recall him like every second.
Oliver used to say that Shania Clark is amazing and he wished he would get a chance to meet her.
I used to be jealous. Like a lot.
But it’s a stupid thought anyways. And yes, she’s very pretty in person.
Once the shoot is done, I sigh in relief. I don’t have to really see her. I can live peacefully without thinking or regretting about Oliver.
Now I’m more worried about Jake and me. I’m afraid everyone pretty much is gossiping us.
Joan smiles at me and congratulates me. “You’re great. It’s not a wrong thing for me to be okay with you as an intern in my sector. Good job. Keep up the good work.”
I smile. Finally, a compliment will be nice. I’m so stressed that I’m shaking when I meet Dean Jeanne. She’s the second model in my assignments for today.
I’m paired with Joan. It seems like Dean just wants Joan as her photographer. I heard that from our section's office.
I sighed in relief that time when I found out about it. It means that no one are gossiping about me or Jake or anyone.
Looking at her personality, I think Dean Jeanne is a bit diva.
When we’re done, I smile to myself. I finally get used to tight schedule for jobs.
Dean walks toward me and Joan. She smirks at both of us. “Thank you, Joan. I only believe you to shoot me.”
“Good to hear it,” Joan replies. “Mrs. Jeanne, I hope you can actually adapt with other photographer.”
Dean Jeanne flips her hair. “I’m a hot woman. Male photographers will fall in love helplessly with me.”
I can’t argue with her, but she’s too confident.
Both of us of course, cringe at the same time, but Joan doesn’t say anything, so do I because I am an intern. It will be so weird if I actually tell her, Dean Jeanne off.
“I’ll assign you with a female photographer next time. But you know our condition. We don’t really have many female photographers. Summer here is actually a great photographer. She can assist with some male photographers and you still have a female photographer,” Joan tells her.
Dean Jeanne smirks a bit. “Of course, I’m waiting for it, Summer.”
Joan smiles briefly and leaves everyone because she says she has so many jobs after this.
Dean Jeanne is still smirking at me. I give her a look. I’m sorry. But I don’t care if she’s a star or not, if she bothers me, that means she have to face my glare.
“What?” she asks innocently. “Why are you giving me that look. It’s a bit scary, you know?”
“Why are you smirking at me?”
Dean Jeanne flips her hair. “Well, sorry. But I have to tell you something. It's so pitiful to see you chase after my Jakey.”
“What do you mean?” I ask.
“You know, I heard from Ryan that you’re riding a bike with Jake. I'm sorry girl, but he feels sorry at you. I mean, you’re crazy from what I heard. And you’re Will's sister, even better.”
I cross my arms. “Firstly, I don’t chase after Jake. He’s a friend of my brother and I respect him. Secondly, I think you shouldn’t dig deeper before you actually spread a wrong fact.”
“Well, I don’t care if it's wrong. I’m just saying this. Go away before you’re hurt. Jakey won't feel anything for you  but sorry.”
“Just like he’ll never love you?” I ask her.
Her face goes from smirking to shocked and surprised. “Don’t ever talk to me again,” she says as she walks fast to leave the set.
I sigh in relief that she's gone. But I feel a bit evil. There’s no need to say that thing to her. I guess I should apologize when I meet her later.