Today, the whole cast was super excited. After all, it was the first day of filming. Well, really, it's just everybody talking a lot and discussing how the filming is gonna go.
Zendaya was picking me up and taking me so we could hang out afterwards. Usually my outfits were lazy, but today I put in a tiny bit of effort.
I had on loose white high tops, camouflage joggers, and a black turtleneck t-shirt. I let my hair down naturally and put on some mascara and lip gloss.
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"You excited for another movie?" Dad asked as he walked into the kitchen. I was waiting for Zendaya while eating some blueberries.
"Yeah, it's crazy. Do you think I should try to look for other movies to be in?" I asked and he came over, giving me a firm hug.
"If you want. You know, I was going to apologize after Homecoming for getting you into it. But you're a completely different person now, and I think it's great. You're out of your shell more, and you've learned to use your voice," He complimented.
"Aw, shucks. Thanks dad," I paused, glancing at the text Zendaya sent saying she was here. "I gotta go, but I'll see you tomorrow. I'm sleeping at Daya's."
"Alright, stay safe Blaze. Love you," He patted my back and I kissed his cheek, grabbing my red plaid duffle bag and going to the front door.
"Love you more!" I shouted and walked out the large doors. Zendaya jokingly honked as I walked to her car so I flipped her off.
When I got in I threw my bag in the back seat and leaned over to hug her.
"Hi bae," She greeted and pulled away.
"Hey hottie," I returned as she pulled off skillfully.
She blasted Rihanna as we caught up since we hadn't hung out in a week.
"So, how's Tom?" She teased. We had picked up Starbucks for ourselves and were walking into the giant studio.
"He's annoying and such a shithead," I replied sarcastically and she snorted.
"No babies yet?" She joked with a pout.
"Hell no, Daya. That's for another year," I slapped her shoulder lightly.
"Well I want to babysit," She hit me back.
"I'm gonna babysit my foot up your ass if you say that again," I sassed.
She sighed and we headed to the room that the signs directed us to, "That made no sense."
"I know," I complained. We walked into the wide room and everybody's attention turned to us.
My eyes lit up when I saw Tom and I smiled and walked over to the couch the cast was sitting on.
"Hey babe," I said quietly and kissed his cheek.
"You look hot," He said back and Jake fake gagged.
"Y'all nasty," Jacob exclaimed with a disgusted face.
"So what are we even doing?" Zendaya pondered and laid out on the couch across from us.
"Waiting for everyone else to show up. All we are waiting for is Jackson and Tomei," Tony said smoothly.
"Alright," I said and leaned back onto the couch.
We were just having small talk and whatnot. Tom leaned back onto my stomach and put his feet on Jacob's lap.
"Play with my hair," He demanded like a grumpy toddler.
"Ok rudeass," I retorted and began running my fingers through his soft roots, twirling them and grazing his scalp.
It was another 20 minutes and Tom dozing on and off until everyone was there. The director, Jon Watts, explained the rundown, rules, and regulations.
We all got our schedule and were directed to our trailers, the same ones from Homecoming. I was told I would need to do more training than I already did because I was going to need more muscle for more of my stunt scenes.
We got our scripts, and I discovered after some peeking around that with Mysterio's illusions, I was going to have a fake death scene.
So was Zendaya, except mine was going to be a full scene instead just a small part.
"So, like I said a short two years ago, welcome to Spiderman: Far From Home!!" Jon screamed and we all cheered in response.
We were dismissed to our trailers so we all piled into two golf carts and drove to the trailer sight. There weren't as many trailers as I expected, but I was happy when I saw mine next to Tom and Jacob's.
"You didn't get Starbucks for me," Tom complained to me and hooked his arms around my shoulders.
"I was gonna but Zendaya and I chose not to because we knew if we got one we'd have to get, like, 70," I replied and he nodded.
"So you have a death scene..." He trailed off as we walked to our trailers.
"It's fake, but yeah. Apparently I have to get impaled Spiderman. Like, not you, but a fake one that Mysterio makes with his illusions," I explained and he nodded.
"Wanna go out after this?" He asked as we stopped before our trailers.
"Wish I could, but I'm hanging with Daya," I said solemnly.
"Damnit," He snapped. "You know, lots of things are going to happen in that trailer."
His smirk made my eyes nearly pop out of my head, "You little shit!"
He put up his hands in defense and spoke as he backed up to his trailer, "You'd be surprised what could happen in a 10 minute water break!"
I sighed and mentally scolded myself for having such a pervy boyfriend.
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