His Favorite Actress

Memories

***Short Chapter***

Yuri hands me my phone, I walk into my bedroom and call Gray. The phone rings multiple times, as it rings I can't help but think about her.

Kamiya Lee, my first friend 

Kamiya and I had met through our parents her father had played on the same team as my father in high school. Kamiya was very friendly and I loved to help people, she was the perfect friend up until I started my career as an actress. I thought it was just because I couldn't have spent as much time with her like before, but it turned out to be envy. There is nothing I remember more vividly than our last conversation. 

"Kamiya, I got off practice early today let's go to the park"

"I don't wanna go with you"

"But why?"

"Because you think you're better than me only cause you get to be in movies and stuff"

"It isn't like you'll go anywhere anyways, you're bad at acting and volleyball and being a good friend. I was always so nice to you and you just leave me for a dumb job."

"Kami I'm sorry but Mr.Gray said I need to start now so I can get myself out there. I know I'll ask him if both of us can be actresses then we spend forever together as the best actresses."

"You don't get it Karma, I hate you"

"Kami, you don't mean that right, we're best friends"

"Karma did you ever wonder why I'm your only friend?"

"No, you're the only friend I need s-"

"shut up Karma, nobody wants to be your friend because of your ugly hair and green eyes,"

"What's wrong with my hair and eyes?" I touch my hair and look to the ground

"Nobody would want to watch anything you star in because of how weird you look, you better do something about it or you'll never become anything. You better pull your head out of your but Yu"

"Me? What about you? Little Miss Future Prodigy? Don't make me laugh, every time I set to you it would fly right past you. I always thought it was my fault until at our elementary game your own father told me that you just can't locate the ball. Imagine being passed the ball, imagine the ball flying right at you, and you still can't hit it. Your father is Japan's best spiker and yet you can't hit a ball."

"Take that back Karma"

"Take back what you said about my acting career"

"Make me"

I pull out my phone and play a recording, "Sometimes I wish that Kamiya would just take volleyball more seriously, I don't mind if she doesn't like it but...I wish she was more like Karma". I stop the recording and Kami charges at me, I step to the side and extend my leg making Kami trip over it. I walk away from Kami throwing a tantrum on the ground, I feel a pain in my chest and turn around. 

"Kamiya, I'm sorry that was uncalled for I let my anger overcome me and it wasn't right. I hope one day you forgive me, maybe when we're both more mature"

"Shut up Karma, I hate you, I hope you lose everything" I walked away from her and went home.

The next day, I lost both my parents. A tear runs down my face, I start silently sobbing in my room. 

"Hello?"

"Gray," I sniffle, "Code K"