Alex's POV
I don't remember ever finding my phone so appealing, stalking it for days, possibly week, waiting for the ringtone to sound, soaring through the air, summoning me to a simple phone call that could change my life. As I stare at my phone intensively my mind starts to create new ways of entertaining myself, mostly by remembering memories that have long since passed. The day I got my iPhone still engraved deeply in my mind, I worked at a coffee shop at the time, the salary wasn't all that much but, it was enough, enough to pay for the roof above my head, the food (even if not abundantly) on the table, leaving only a few couples of bucks for leisure activities, more specifically, I had been keeping all those few bucks together so I could buy myself a new phone. I remember so vividly the feeling of accomplishment I got as I finalized the payment method for the first incredibly expensive item I had bought with my own money, still is the only very valuable item I have managed to buy but, I do own other highly priced objects such as my Fender Acoustic Guitar, the one my parents bought me for my 13th birthday, I know my parents were great at gifting when I was a kid. Even if I don't use it much, that guitar has been one of my favorite things for a long time, I have of course kept it clean and tuned for the last year or so even if it is just sitting there, I could never mistreat such an incredible instrument.
That was when a ringtone started to sound all the way across the room. My tiny flat had never and probably will never feel as huge as it did. I, of course, picked the most impractical of routes to my phone, jumping over my the worn out light grey furniture that really was the only decorating item throughout the whole apartment. Just as I thought I was out of the woods my foot got caught in between the fabric and my body came crashing down to the floor in a painful thud. Of course, of fucking course, I had found a way to fall face first on the floor while the most important phone call of my life was waiting for me. In quick and sudden movements I slithered through the ground trying to get to my destination, it really is true what they say about how you gotta risk it for the biscuit, where the hell have my thoughts gone? Finally, my hands reach the cellphone instantly answering the phone. "Hello?? Who is this??" I didn't exactly realize I was panting but, it became very clear. "Hello is this Alex Donato speaking?" The Lady questions, her tone trespassing that she is quite confused about what was happening on the other side of the line. "Yes." I respond, after I'm finally able to catch my breath, this woman must think I'm crazy! Honestly, I can't help but want to believe this is about the role, the pressure is quite crushing, not only do I want this role but, I need it. For the past month, I haven't been able to get enough money to pay the rent to my apartment and I'm quite close to losing the only place I can call home. "Well, I'm Amanda from the set of Pitch Perfect 4 and I would like to congratulate you on getting the role of, Dani Wood. You are expected to be ready on set on Monday, at 9:00am. All valuable information as we as the casts greetings will be sent to you via E-mail." There was a slight pause in between her phrases, making me believe she was probably reading from a page where all the important information had been jotted down. "Thank you, I'll be there," I thank her, trying not to sound too excited, and probably failing miserably at it.
The beeping concludes the most important phone call of my life, never would I have guessed how much this job was about to change my life, I would go from having no one, to having so many people around me that I wouldn't know what to do. My body is taken over by a rhythm that doesn't even exist, dancing to ghost music as I run around my apartment in excitement. Please, do keep in mind that I am a 25-year-old woman. After a few minutes of running around the small area of my apartment, my pinky toe collides with one of the legs on the couch, almost morphing them both into one. Yes, this scene was just as bizarre as it sounds. Finally, my injury gets me to stop jumping around like a child. I don't think I had completely comprehended what this meant for me, this was my chance, my shot at living the life I had always wished for, a true second chance. A blank slate, a restart, all I really needed. The cold emanated from the floor and pierced through my spine making me shiver. It was there laying on the cold, old and moldy, dirty floorboards that my future began. Not that I would have known at the time, the next year or so would challenge me and teach me more than I ever could.
The end to my loneliness, the denouement my past, the start to my future.
Anna's POV
It was only a matter of time before we started filming, now that we had all agreed that she was the one. I wish could have cherished this brief period of my life more, as I would have never imagined that with this movie shoot, just like any other of the thousands that I have done before, would bring such great change. She was the real start to my story, the revelation of my destiny.
A/N: I hope you enjoyed this chapter, it isn't my best work since I'm quite busy these days but, I wanted you give you guys something this week. Please vote, and comment any suggestions that you think are pertinent. Thank you for the 16k reads, you guys fucking Kick-Ass!
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