"Cut!" Patrick shouted, and the music stopped. The director sighed and made inaudible gestures to the various crew surrounding him. I just shook my head, pushed the hair from my eyes, and pulled open the cheap cooler by my feet.
Ashley smiled, whooping in glee as he rest the neck of his guitar on the stage, running over to me. Everyone else soon followed suit.
"I honestly have no idea how you guys do this all day," I said, astonished, as I handed a refreshing bottle of water to Jake and CC, "I mean, I checked on my phone, it's a hundred and ten degrees."
"Hah!" C.C. jabbed an accusing finger at Andy, "I called it! Over a hundred, pay up, Biersack!"
The singer rolled his eyes, "Yeah, fine, you win, I'll give you the money later."
Soon I had given all the band members a bottle, and an extra one for Jinxx. I was the official P.A. of the illustrious Black Veil Brides. When I got into the job I only did it because it sounded better than working at Wendy's or some shit just to pay off student loans. I did not, however, think that it would involve going to the middle of the goddamn Sahara to film. I thought I would just have to run and get smoothies for arrogant douchebags. Instead I'm trapped in the southern part of hell, hoping I don't burst into flames.
"Uuugh... Andy, you dick, why'd you say desert?" Ashley grumbled, running a hand through his sweaty hair, "we could be filming anywhere else and you chose the desert?"
"Shut up, it'll look amazing," Andy muttered a quick thanks to me before taking the bottle from my hand, his fingertips brushing against the side of my hand, "anyway, at least you're not Alicia. You know how many scenes she's gotta do tomorrow?"
Jinxx pitched in, "But Alicia's makeup is just a bunch of smeared oil. I saw her pour some water on her hair earlier and wanted to punch something I was so jealous," he added, "We get any water on our stuff and we're screwed."
I chuckled, nudging Jinxx's side, "Why don't you just boycott the makeup forever?"
"I'll toast to that," C.C. raised his almost empty water bottle like a champagne glass, "to never wearing makeup again!"
Eventually everyone was clinking their plastic bottles to a makeup-less future. Andy grinned, "At least we only have an hour left."
Ashley choked on his water, his eyes wide with surprise, "At least an hour! At least!"
I rolled my eyes at Ashley's shock, "Hey, keep in mind that the crew has to be out here till nightfall so you can both your mouths." I said jokingly. Andy laughed, taking another sip of his drink. Although, it wasn't as clear cut as I put it. Hence the title of the movie, 'Legion of the Black', the boys were clad in nothing but shiny black leather and cloth. I would take the white shorts and short sleeved t-shirt I had on over that any day. Overall, Andy probably had it the worst. He was up an extra hour before everyone else to do his scenes with Alicia, where they finished up Resurrect The Sun.
"All right everyone, we shoot in five!" Patrick called, and the boys groaned, throwing away their bottles into the spare bin near the tent.
Andy waved to me before running up to his stand and I flashed him a quick smile in return. I'll admit, one of the best parts about this job was the boys. I've been working as a P.A. for about three years now and when I got drafted to work for an obscure, punk rock, heavy metal band called Black Veil Brides It almost made all the other countless jobs for assholes like Gene Hackman and Taylor Swift worth it. They didn't treat me like trash, they smiled and talked to me before doing takes, and, when my boyfriend of three years dumped me, they comforted me, told me that he didn't deserve me and overall made the whole experience hurt a lot less. I had no idea why, after a year of working with them on tour and during video shoots I still had no idea why I hadn't been relocated to another movie shoot but Jesus, I'm thankful to work with people like them.
