"And cut!" the director yells from off screen as I seemingly fall out of character, looking behind the camera man and at director for a sign of approval.
"You look stunning," he says, walking over to me. "I just need a little more of a head toss to get those beautiful locks to look like they flow." He then tousles my hair lightly with his hands, giving it more volume.
Isabel had booked this deal with Dove shortly after I'd quit my last project. I wasn't one to do commercials often, it just felt sort of cheap in a way. Just backing a brand you don't use to get money felt ingenuine to me but then again I was an actress, pretending to like something was my actual job. I took his direction and flipped my hair over my shoulder a with a little more intent this time. The director gives me a big thumbs up and yells cut, happily stating that we can take a five.
Skipping off the set I practically fell into my chair, grabbing my phone. I had a bit of a skip in my step this past two weeks. It was like I was slowly starting to feel like me again, something I hadn't felt since before Ian. Everyone had been noticing, Isabel had complimented my attitude practically every day. I think she's gotten used to having to drag me outside the past few months, she forgot what it was like when I wanted to work.
I open twitter, typing in an update about my day, attaching a boomerang of me flipping my hair back and forth dramatically smiling happily the entire time. The instant I hit 'post' I start getting bombarded with notifications. I read the first couple of responses, grinning as I read about how they're happy I'm back.
"♥ BLEACH BOY liked"
My grin quickly forms into a smile as the notification pops up on my screen. After posting the pictures from the Grammy's we'd continued to comment on his photo, nothing serious, mostly back and forth jokes that had led to quite an internet frenzy. People instantly began speculating what was happening: Were we dating? Were we the reason Ian left me? Isabel quickly got wind of a new rumor forming around me and quickly shut it down, telling me that if I was insistent on continuing to talk to Awsten it would have to be privately.
After a week of radio silence, I got a message from Awsten in all caps 'ARE YOU MAD AT ME? I DIDN'T EVEN GET TO TELL YOU MY PUNCH LINE?!?' this lead to us continuing our earlier conversation that has still not stopped. The two of us have been talking during our respective downtimes ever since which at times proved difficult considering he was currently in Australia.
I open my DM's and find his name in the sea of others, pulling it up:
(A/N for the sake of this I'm just going to make it look as similar to DM's on twitter as possible but who knows if it'll work)
BLEACH BOY
@awstenSophia: Jesus do you live on twitter?
Awsten: BORN AND RAISED
Sophia: Yikes, the capslock
Awsten: IF YOU CAN'T HANDLE ME AT MY BEST YOU CANT HAVE ME AT MY WORST
Sophia: Lololol other way around
Awsten: EITHER WAY YOU CANT HANDLE ME
Awsten: ALSO I LOVE AUSTRALIA IM GOING TO LIVE HERESophia: AUSTRALIA IS THE MOST AMAZING PLACE IM SO JEALOUS.
Awsten: YOU'RE LITERALLY MAKING ME WANT TO TYPE IN LOWERCASE OUT OF SPITE GOD WHY
Sophia: SORRY BOUT IT. I HAVE TO GO SHAKE MY HAIR AROUND SOME MORE
Sophia:HAVE FUN WITH THE KOALAS
2/3/18, 3:45 PM ✓
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Rare || Awsten Knight
FanfictionSophia Montgomery had it all. She was America's favorite "it girl," landing multiple rolls in high budget, Oscar winning movies, and practically living everyone's dream. That is until she broke up with her boyfriend of three years and went into hi...