Macy rummaged through her makeup bag that was perched in front of the small mirror in Luke's trailer.
"Luke," she turned to him. "Did you take my lip gloss?"
"No.. why would I want your lip gloss?!" His nose scrunched in disgust.
Macy rolled her eyes with a huff, "I'm only driving you for the money!" She called as she went to search outside.
"It probably fell out of my bag." She muttered under her breath.
She stuck her head of blonde hair under the snack table, looking for the gloss.
"Hi there!" Someone said cheerfully.
Macy jumped, hitting her head on the plastic foldable table in the process. "The fuck?!"
"I'm Trey Parker!"
He stuck his hand in her face, enthusiastically.
"Macy Edwards." She introduced herself uncomfortably and took his hand.
"Ohh, you're Luke's sister." He nodded to himself as Macy eyed him weirdly.
"Okayyy, well." She clapped her hands at her sides, "I should probably get back to Luke."
"Okay, Bye!!" He called after her.
"Hey Luke, couldn't find it." She said as she entered the trailer.
"Oh, David brought it over when you were gone."
"Who?"
"One of my cast mates, heard about you and figured it was yours."
Macy nodded. "Cool."
She unscrewed the cap and placed it to her lips.
Her smile faded as she realized she couldn't move her lips. Little fucker did something to her makeup!
She screeched, causing Luke to whip his body around.
"Luke!" She muttered through her closed lips.
"Take me to David!" She continued to yell.
"Okay, Okay, jeez." He laughed and led her out.
"Hey Macy!!" Somebody called, Macy turned her head to see Trey. She put a hand up, stopping him from talking and gave him a glare. She wasn't sure if he was part of this prank, a distraction maybe.
"David." Luke called in a sing songy voice. "My sister wants to... talk?"
David and Christian walked out from behind a cart.
Macy recognized Christian and almost melted right there.
She shook her head, telling herself to snap out of it. She then pointed to her lips in anger.
The two cackled. "Glue. Don't worry, it's nontoxic." David held up a stick of Elmer's glue.
"Well get it the fuck off please." She said, almost inaudibly.
"Okay!" Christian chuckled and grabbed a napkin from the table next to him.
He moved the napkin towards her lips and wiped gently.
Oh how she knew what he was doing, but he was doing it sooo.. right?
Macy's legs grew weak as she continued looking into his eyes.
Christian stepped back. "Better?" He asked kindly, his accent rolling off his tongue.
She nodded...a lot.
"Alrighty Macy, sorry about that." He held a hand out to her. "I'm Christian Bale."
"I know." She said breathlessly. "I-I mean, uh nice to meet you."
"And I'm David." The boy spoke up from behind Christian.
"And I haven't forgiven you yet." She shushed him.
"Keyword, yet." He smirked.
She glared at the boy before giving Christian one more smile and turning around, ruffling Luke's hair.
Once the siblings left, David turned to Christian.
"Dude, she's totally into you! We could use this to our advantage." He smiled.
"Why exactly do you wanna mess with her?"
"Cause she's hot and probably likes bad boys."
Christian sighed and walked away.
"Was it something I said?" David's voice cracked as he stood there pitifully.
"Damn..."
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sexual tension. DAVID MOSCOW
Historical Fiction"david moscow always wanted to let me know that he had the upper hand" in which luke edwards' older sister drives him to set everyday, and gets tortured by the 'prank lord'
