Call From The Future ~ H. Q.

C H A P T E R 1

Margot's POV

I'm late, I'm late, I AM LATE. Who is late on the first day on set?! I can't believe it, everyone will hate me and maybe even fire me!

Wait they can't fire me, they don't have time to find another actress for the role so I'm fine!

Maybe they already have one ready to replace  you.

-Shut up- I whispered -It is your fault if I am late! And I am in hangover too!-.

I arrived on the set hanging my cup of coffee and I saw that everyone was already shooting.

-Oh here you are! You are late, you know?- the director told me.

-I'm sorry, I...- I said -There was an accident and there was traffic-.

I showed him my puppy eyes, like my parents used to call them, and he smiled.

-Ok fine, just go to your trailer and get ready, we start shooting in twenty minutes- he said.

I nodded and run towards the trailer.
I was wearing the clothes for the day when someone knocked at the door.

Creepy Guy is here my dear!
Can I deal with him? Please?

-It is my first day at work, I don't want them to think that I am a crazy person- I whispered.

-Hey Margot! Are you in there?- Tom Donkey, aka Creepy Guy, said knocking again.

Tom was the director assistant and he was basically the coffee guy: he was named as Creepy Guy because at the casting he kept staring at me all the time and I am sure I saw it taking a couple of photos with his phone.

-Yes? I am dressing, what do you want?- I said while wearing the trousers.

-Can I enter? I have your coffee- he said.

-No, you can't!- I said -You can give it to someone else, I already had mine-.

-Oh- he said and he sounded disappointed -Well see you later on the set then!-.

I heard footsteps and sighed when I heard him leaving.

I would have hit him on the nose with a baseball bat. Or maybe a hammer, that hurts.

-Again, shut up- I said -I am still angry with you- I said wearing the leather jacket and finally leaving the trailer.

At the end of the day I was driving back to my flat: it wasn't too far from the set, but with city traffic it always took a lot of time.

Just go, who cares if the traffic light is red!

-So I can kill myself? No thank you- I said and turned the radio on, while the traffic light became green.

There was "Love Story" by Taylor Swift on the radio, a song that, according to me, it had one of the best music videos ever.

I was parking the car in the parking lot when I hit something with the car.

I quickly exited and I saw a little dog.

-Oh no!- I said kneeling -Are you ok baby?-.

-Peggy!- a man shouted and I saw a guy running towards me.

-I'm sorry, I didn't see her, I...- I was panicking -Can I do something?-.

-Can you give me a ride to the vet? I think her paw is broken- he said.

-Yes sure! Let's go!- I said and we both went there.

In the car with a stranger, I thought you were more clever Margot.

-Shut up- I whispered the lowest as possible.

-What?- the guy said.

-Nothing, just sighing- I said smiling -We're here!-.

I was sat in the waiting room when a dog run towards me, happy.

Behind the dog there was the mysterious guy, smiling.

-The paw wasn't broken, it will heal in a few days- he said.

-That's good to hear!- I said smiling -I'm sorry, again-.

-It's ok, it is my fault, I should have been more careful!- he said smiling too -I'm Jamie by the way-.

-Margot, nice to meet you- I said smiling.

It was when we were back at the building, that I discovered it was where Jamie lived too, that I focused on his look: he was tall, brown hair, cute face.

-Well, see you around!- he said when we arrived and he left.

I like that guy.

-Yes, Harley- I said -Me too-.

I smiled and finally arrived at my flat, exhausted.

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