2 // First Impression

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The next day I got my script. That's right, folks. No audition. No "top secret meetings" or anything like that. They literally just handed my agent the script.

As you could've guessed, I read through pages and pages like it was air and I needed it to survive. I finally got to the last three scenes and I had to take a break. I was so overwhelmed. I was in SO MANY SCENES. This was going to a blast- a terrifying blast.

Tammy walked in with the biggest grin on her lips. She was standing straighter with a clipboard in her hand. It was weird. She seemed more professional and so un-Tammy-ish.

"I have a surprise." Her grin widened. I stood up, only to see A crowd of people walk into the small room. Most people didn't glance up from their phones when they entered. But then I saw an all familiar face, Harrison's. And suddenly as he glanced up to gaze around the room, our eyes met. I take in a deep breathe. Suddenly it feels like the time has stopped, then it starts again urgently, my heart beating fast. I feel my cheeks becoming red. I turn my gaze away from him.

"Well look at this!" I hear a british accent, one I tie to "Lust for Love." It's Tom. I look up and see him scanning the room, "This is so nice!" I hear Tammy mutter a short 'thank-you' as our eyes meet.

"Hi," I shyly say. He doesn't move his eyes from mine, instead he just walks over and extends a hand. I shake it.

"You're Eleanor, I'm guessing?" I nod, a smile coming upon my face easy. It feels too easy, like he's a long lost friend.

"That's me," I exclaim, I look over his shoulder and see Harrison staring, I quickly look away and back to Tom. His smile is light and friendly.

"I'm Tom."

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