The Act

2 Stressed

I'm going to be making a koli Hogwarts story soon *learning spells*

Does that sound lame?

Opening my house door I'm greeted with darkness. Kailey must be with her boyfriend. My shoulders drop a little and I look around the dark big house.

I should turn on my lights, play some music, and sing along to it as I cook. Instead I head to my room and flop onto my bed. Tears fall freely as I cry into my waterbed.

Why am I crying? Because I'm so stressed. Everything is so hard to do and I fuck everything up. People either love or hate me, I just want to be normal.

I'm judged so much everyday. I had a rough year a long time ago and I was rude to everyone all the time. Then when I tried to be nice people got worried about me. Saying I'm off character.

So to keep people from worrying I continue my mean act. Now it almost seems like that's truly who I am. Everybody knows I'm rude so nobody cares what I say.

Theres more than just that reason, I also have bipolar, anxiety, and depression so being a drama Queen is in my nature. I'm a bad person, that's just who I am.

After a while of crying I end up sitting up and looking at my medicine. I haven't been taking it. It was making me accidentally starve myself. I didn't have an appetite and didn't eat for to long and ended up passing out on set.

I wish I could describe myself how I really am. But I don't know who I really am. Am I the rude asshole who hate everything and everyone? Or am I a guy who just wants to be okay and acting is the best outlet? Am I a deep and meaningful person or am I meaningless?

I don't even know if I'm selfish or selfless.  I act selfish but deep down I know I don't deserve any of it or even want it.

I curl into a ball and cry myself to sleep.

-

My phone wakes me up in the afternoon. Looking at the caller I'd I roll my eye. Its Fuentes, its 1pm why is he calling me. He knows I sleep late when I don't have rehearsal.

I answer it and put it to my ear. "Why the fuck are you calling me?" I say rudely as I get up.

"I'm on my way to your house, I need to give you a new script," he says and I yet again roll my eyes.

"I'm naked go away," I say taking off my close getting ready to get in the shower.

"I have to talk to you and run some things," he says and I carelessly get into the shower with my phone. Its waterproof and so is the case, it should be fine. If not I can just buy a new phone.

"Whatever, the key is under the the pot," I say and hang up. I toss my phone onto my clothes and shut the glass sliding door. 

-

With a towel around my waist I get of of my bathroom and look around my room. Oh yeah, I'm doing my laundry. I leave my room and start walking to my laundry room. As I pass the living room I see Vic.

Not only Vic, that stupid guy is here too. "You didn't tell me stupid was here too," I say annoyed. The guy looks pissed off now. Vic gives me a unimpressed look.

"Kellin, stop being such an asshole. You're going to be working with him a lot," Vic says.

"He called me a girl, he's the asshole," I say walking up so I'm not so far.

Vic sighs and Oscars? Oliver? I forgot his name. But that dude is looking at my bare chest. "Strange, I thought you were trans," he notes out loud and I frown even more.

"Okay, no, stop before you say that," Vic says right before I start talking. "I want you two to stop this silliness and work together," vic says.

Vic is my only friend yet I'm rude to him most of the time. Maybe I should be a bit nicer to him. I look at the guy and frown, he's still super attractive. That makes me mad. I hate feeling attracted to guys.

I'm not gay...

I just haven't found the right girl. I'm hard to turn on, it's fine. Doesn't mean I'm gay. "C-can you put clothes on?" Vic says and I roll my eyes.

"Whatever," I mumble and leave to my laundry room. I put on briefs, black skinny jeans, and my Anthem black tank top. When I'm dressed I walk back in the living room and they are talking quietly.

"If you are whispering about me I'll cut off your dick," I say as I walk in. Vic looks guilty and the guy looks bored.

Vic hands me the new script so I scan it for change. My lines are the same but some of the actions are different.

Randy chokes Alex

I roll my eyes and look at the guys hands. He's going to kill me in real life if he chokes me. Watch him kill me on purpose. 

"I was thinking we could go over the lines with you because I want him to get it sooner than later," vic says.

I cross my arms and nod a little. "What scene?" I ask and sit on the arm rest of the couch. It's not comfortable so I let myself fall so I'm laying on the couch with the arm rest under my knees.

"His first one," vic says. I close my eyes and say my line from memory. The guy says his almost correct but forgets the last word.

Vic says it and he repeats the whole line. His British accent is interesting. I've never worked with a British Bitch.

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