My Crazy Beautiful Life (Completed✔️)

Chapter 4

Can we? We keep, keep each other company...
Company - Justin Bieber

Dimple's P.O.V

Sleep was finally starting to kick in. I had been up all night and the night before and the night before. Why? I had been really busy filming. You're looking at your new Maria Slater! I got the role! You have no idea how excited I was.

Flashback to about a week ago...

I got of the phone with the producers and...

And what?! I shrieked.

Aaand...  She dragged excessively.

Oh God, Karla! I groaned.

Sheesh don't you love dramatic suspense? She chuckled.

Just freaking tell me!! I yelled.

Okay okay. Sorry, D but you didn't get it.

Oh...

Yeah...

Well that sucks.

I'm just kidding! Hahahaha *snort*. She snorted (quite un-lady like if I might add).

You got it! You were given the exact role you auditioned for, Maria Slater. She beamed.

Oh my God, oh my God! Really?!

Yes!

*screams* Oh my God oh my God oh my God!!!!

Congratulations, D! I'm so proud of you.

Oh, thank you Karla. So much...

You're welcome. Filming starts next week. I'll email you all the details about your filming locations and your cast mates.
Make sure you acknowledge my email this time...

Of course. Bye Karla.

Beep.

End of flashback...

Knock knock knock

Go away...

Knock knock knock

"Yes?!" I yelled

"Mrs. Johnson we're gonna resume in 10 minutes, we need you on set."

"Alright, I'll be there."

I grabbed my jacket and got out of my trailer. The cool, Amsterdam air hit me as soon as I stepped out, breathing in the fresh air I thought to myself, how I've missed this placed...I was quickly ushered to hair and make-up to make sure my purple body paint and wig was still intact. Purple body paint you ask? I'm acting as an alien, though no weird body features. The name of our movie is Guardians of the Galaxy... It is as star studded as it sounds. My cast mates are Chris Pratt, Bradley Cooper, Zoe Saldana, among many others. My character, Maria Slater is the only remaining alien from Titan, except Thanos, who is her uncle. She is sent by him to make sure Gamora can be trusted with the orb. She soon joins Gamora's team and helps them fight Ronan. Pretty cool, huh?

"Morning, Dimple. You get enough sleep?" Zoe greeted.

"Hey, Zoe. I was trying to before I was called back."

"Alright, places everyone!" James the director yelled.

We all stood on our designated places on the set. James was giving out orders on what we should do. The scene we are about to shoot is where we break out of the heavily guarded prison (Who remembers this from the movie?😁). I did most of my stunts because I'm also a dancer and I'm quite flexible. After hours of shooting, and missing lines and moments where we just couldn't stop laughing...

"Alright, guys that's it for today." James yelled.

We all made our way off set. I got my paint washed off and decided to get some sleep. I slumped in bed and started to drift off...

Ring ring. Ring ring

"Oh God." I cried

I grabbed my phone and checked the caller ID. Rachel wants to facetime. Ugh.

"What?" I said matter-of-factly.

"I can see how your afternoon's going." She scoffed.

"Afternoon?! It's 10pm in the freaking night. Don't you know time zones exist, dummy?" I asked.

"Ohhhh, hahahaha. I must have forgot." She laughed.

"Well, what do you want?" I said, closing my eyes.

"Ma, Pa and the twin bros came home last night." She said.

"Aw, no so I'm not gonna see them. I can't come home, we're still filming." I sighed.

"Aw shucks, some other time, maybe?"

"Yeah... Well I wanna sleep now. Send them my kisses." I waved.

"Mhmkay. Bye bish, love you." She said, kissing the screen.

"You too."

Beep.

I plugged my phone in and started to drift off again, praying no one disturbed me.

               Next morning...

I woke up feeling full rested and ready to take on the world. I knelt down by the side of my bed, said a quick prayer, being thankful that I woke up today and went to do my necessities in the bathroom. I stopped by the mirror staring at my reflection, not to sound so full of myself, but I'm really pretty... My hair's dark brown, waist length and naturally curly and soft. My skin's fair skinned-black, eyes, hazel coloured, like Meghan Trainor said, I have all the right junks in all the right places. And to top it off I have dimples, yes like my name. My parents thought oh! She has dimples why don't we name her Dimple? Quite... unique, huh? I decided to take a mirror selfie of my hair in its natural state, it's been a while since I've posted on Instagram, so I posted that selfie with the caption: I woke up like this...💞. As usual, I liked and responded to the first few people that commented and went off Instagram.

I decided to go out for a coffee, so I took a taxi to the nearest Starbucks. There wasn't a need for a disguise, only a few people recognized me here so I just wore a knee length sweater dress with a black coat, boots and a scarf. I pushed open the glass doors of the shop and the instant smell of coffee, vanilla and caramel filled my nose. There was only one person in line, today's kinda slow. I stood in line and I swear I could recognize the person standing in front of me. She had, brond, long hair and her voice was vaguely familiar, she was laughing and chatting with the cashier in Dutch. She turned to the side, about to leave.

"Katja?" I asked.

The lady looked up, trying to see who called her and her eyes grew wide when she saw me.

"Dimple?"

Okay. Y'all this is kind of a boring chapter, sorry about that, but who do you think Katja is? And what's Dimple's relationship with Amsterdam? Find out in the next chapter. I was thinking maybe I should introduce Martin in the next one too. Maybe, maybe not. Anyway, I'll see you later, thanks for reading! Vote, Comment and follow me.
-Esther💜💞