Ephemeral (On Going)

Chapter 10 - 1st Shoot Day

Molly's POV*

First shoot day today! I arrived at the location earlier than the call time. Naabutan ko pa ngang nagseset up palang sila ng mga gamit. Nag rehearse muna kami saka dumeretso sa hair and makeup. Nandito rin 'yung mga model na nakasama ko back in the Philippines. 

My hair was tied up in a messy bun. My makeup was light and there was almost nothing. I was about to shoot for accesories. Maya-maya pa, nag start na ang shoot.

"You're very natural!" I heard someone say. I was really feeling the shoot and it ended faster than I thought.

"You're very natural," sabi nu'ng makeup artist. I gently removed my makeup on the makeup chair.

"Really? Good to know!" proud kong sinagot.

"Not everyone has the capability of working the way you do, Molly," she whispered. I chuckled and proceeded to removing the excess makeup on my face.

"You have been booked for another gig," sabi nu'ng nagsisilbi kong manager sa New York, si Myca.

"What time?" I asked.

"This afternoon but we'll head out to eat lunch first," she replied.

"What am I shooting for?"

"A clothing brand. You'll be shooting for lingeries ," she answered coldly.

My team went to the nearest restaurant in New York. I tried the authentic New York style pizza for the first time and it was awesome! I never tasted anything as good as this pero syempre the best 'yung authentic pizza sa Italy.

"Reagan is so handsome," the hairstylist exclaimed.

"I'm sorry but Reagan who?" I asked.

"The new photographer. I heard he was going to take photos in New York for the first time," she replied. Iisang Reagan lang ba ang iniisip namin?

I silently ate my pizza still thinking about Reagan. May chance kayang mag meet kami rito? Kung oo, that'd be wonderful. Namimiss ko na ang mga Pilipino.

We headed to our second location. Malaki 'yung lugar. It has a huge ball room and a theater. Maybe it was made for big parties. The set is in the middle of a huge ball room. Ang theme ay parang paradise where realistic butterflies were scattered around.

I amwearing a sheer dress. My hair is carefully styled to look like it is being hit gently by air and my face is glowy. I feel like I am in a fairytale. Again, I pose everytime I hear the camera click. I did my last pose before heading to the empty theater.

There was a kalimba on the stage. It looked sad and dirty. I picked it up and tried to play what my mom taught me. I sang softly as I was playing it.

I was calmly playing it over and over again until I heard a loud sound from the door. The echo terrified me and it made me run back to the set.

Ayaw ba ng mga multong Amerikano sa tunong ng kantang tinutugtog ko? Being the coward cat that I am, I quickly ran back to the set.

Pack-up na and nagtanggal na uli ako ng makeup. I changed into my comfy clothes and buti nalang libre ang service pabalik ng hotel. I lie down on my bed to relax my body for a bit. I still don't know what ill happen to me during my stay here in New York. I am just staring at the beautiful view from my room. The Brooklyn Bridge looks magical. I can't believe I am currently here staring at its beauty.

The road was busy and the lights were sparkling brightly. I never imagined I would see this in person.

Tumawag ako sa Pilipinas para kumustahin sila. It's only been a few days pero pakiramdam ko ang tagal ko nang wala.

"Bakit 'nak?" my mom asked. Mukha siyang nag-aalala.

"Namiss ko lang po kayo saka parang ang tagal ng oras dito," sagot ko sa kanya.

"Kumusta ang modeling life so far diyan, ate?" tanong ni Missy.

"Inaral nila ang movements ko sa dalawa kong shoot kanina. They studied my aura, my take on the shoot pati na rin 'yung vibes ko tapos sila na bahala kung saan nila ako ibo-book na brand," sagot ko naman. Kita ko sa mukha ni Missy ang pagkamangha.

"Kumakain ka naman ba nang maayos?" tanong ng papa ko.

"Yes, dad. I've been eating a lot. In fact I don't follow the diet that they gave me. Saka na kapag may changes na bigla sa katawan ko. Okay nga 'yung shoot ko kanina eh," natatawa kong sinagot.

"How's work?" I asked.

"Everything's fine. I'm working extra harder dahil ilang taon nalang mag reretire na 'ko," sagot ni papa.

"Ate, anong view mo diyan sa hotel?" tanong ni Missy.

"Brooklyn Bridge lang naman," pagmamayabang ko at saka itinapat sa binta ang laptop para ipakita ang sikat na sikat na Brooklyn Bridge.

"Dalhin mo nalang kaya ako diyan sa debut ko, ate?" pabirong sabi ni Missy.

"Oh sige kung 'yan gusto mo," sagot ko naman sa kanya. Pinagkwentuhan namin ang mga plano sa future business at sa paglipat ng bahay.

Natapos ang call nang kinailangan na nilang umalis para sa trabaho. Natulog na rin ako at may shoot pa ako kinabukasan.

Wala akong service ngayon para pumunta sa location. It'll be my first time to ride a cab here in New York. Kinakabahan ako na baka may magawa akong nakakahiya. It took me awhile to find a cab. Mabuti nalang at hindi ako late. I arrive at the location nang nag rerehearse na ang ibang girls kaya ako diretso na sa hair and makeup.

This shoot is for a lingerie brand that is famous in New York. I am wearing a shear black cover up, and a pair of underwear underneath that I'm not so comfortable in pero kailangan.

The other girls were walking around the set confidently without a robe and I was there standing like an idiot na balot na balot. This one is a thong kasi kaya hindi ako masyadong komportable although I have been shooting for lingeries ever since I started my first shoot here in New York.

We were all shooting for different collections.

"The photographer's here," one of the crew members yelled. The photographer walks in. He is wearing a black leather jacket, a white shirt underneath, black pants, Dr. Martens boots, and a helmet that he is taking off as he walk in.

When the helmet is completely taken off, I am shocked with what it revealed right in front of my face.

A man whose hair is neatly pushed back. He quickly got ready for the shoot and positioned in front of the set.

It is my turn and my knees were shaking so bad. He's just busy setting up the camera and lights before finally looking at me. Our eyes met each other for some time until someone approaches him. 

Reagan is going to take my photos and I am in a freaking lingerie!