You shook hands with everyone before walking away, looking one last time David's way before the doors shut. You boarded the plane with everyone else and waited until it took off, you were seated next to Paul and smiled at him. "6 months away from my hometown, I've never been away for that long." You shrug. Paul laughed quietly with a warm smile before looking out the window. "You get used to it after a while. It's rough filming on location but it's more fan than a studio film job." "You're right, although the producers are already very handy with this new technology, nothing can top the real outside world." You leaned back and jawned silently. "Pardon me." "Would you care to sleep? I brought a pillow from my friend's place. It's very soft." He replied quietly as he reached overhead and yanked it from its spot."Oh please no, I'm fine thank you!" "If you say so," he said as he shrugged.
You closed your eyes as the plane finally took off, trying to get at least some extra sleep. The flight to Oslo in Noway was 2 hours and somehow you managed to sleep all the way through it, how awkward ir must've been for Paul. We then got into some reservated bussen for our trip to a small town named Dokka, it was like you jumped into one of the paintings by Erik Werenskiold. We settled somewhere where the only thing you could hear was the swishing of the pinetree branches, where you saw mountains and treetops for as far as your eyesight went and the only thing you could feel was a soft cold breeze and the warming rays of sun on your skin. Paul, the other actors and you immidiatly got to reading the script and rehearsing while the people of the crew and producers build everything up from lighting to cameras. From that moment forward the days only got heavier and longer, apart from he days where they didn't need the lead roles, then you and Paul would mostly just either sit in the bus where ine of you slept or by the lake just 2 minutes away from the set to talk, read through the script or cool off on the hotter days. David and you had now already sent loads of letters to each otger once you told him where he should send them to over the satellite phone. You were already away for 3 months and due to the amount if shooting days and late nights, the contact between you and David disappeared like snow to the sun.
In the early morning when neither if you seemed to be able to sleep in again, you and Paul decided to sneak out with your scripts to the lake. Today would be a very exciting and hard scene, it made you nervous unlike the other scenes since you've never done something close to it in front of a camera. You leaned back against the tree curving over the lake as your eyes read over the papers. "So Paul, excited for today?" You looked up at him. He yawned as he read over the script and unscrewed the top to his thermos. He smiled once he recovered and nodded. "Yeah but it's all done the same way. Stand in front of a camera where they tell you or on your markers and then repeat a few times to get the angles and the different rolls for the cameras."
You walked over to him and warmed your hands on his thermos. "But you know that, especially today, there is more between Maddie and Andy then just standing there. And maybe it's stupid, but I've never done...'it' for a movie." You chuckled and put your hands back down next your body. "Well, if it's any consolation, nothing will be showing that shouldn't be and we won't actually be doing anything. I also heard we'll be under bed sheets. It's only for about a minute and it's more kissing and after shots than the action. You know, when I first started in the mid fifties, we couldn't even show a man and woman in the bed together. On it, maybe but certainly not in it."
"I know," you sigh. "I'm just nervous, I just never thought I would be good enough for having such a big role.." you looked down at the glistening water and sighed deeper. "And here you are. You are good enough. Trust me, you've been able to keep up with one of the most rigorous filming schedules I've ever seen. Not many actresses I know can do that or willingly do."
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Fanfiction"What can we do? I'm not quite sure what we're supposed to do. So I've been writing just for you." A medium length fiction inspired by the tragic romance of David Bowie and Hermione.