Beautiful Beasts:
Chapter 1:
Ella-
Kyles and I had sat there, in our pajama's, on the couch, re-watching Star Trek for the who-knows-cajilianth time. We had made a video about Star Trek and sent it to the director of the movie. We would always joke around saying, "Maybe they will cast us as leading roles", "and I mean they should", "I'm perfect for Zachary Quinto" and "I definitely deserve to be Mrs. James T. Kirk".
The last thing we had expected was the phone to ring on that Saturday morning in June. We could have never dreamed of being in Hollywood today. Could never even imagine the new twists and main characters for the new and improved Star Trek Enterprise.
We had only ever wished on stars.
Now, here we were, holding hands walking into a studio that had looked plain. Its four boxy colored walls had made the place tower over us. The single line of black letters above the entrance made me gasp. STAR TREK 2.
"If I said pinch me I'm dreaming, would that be too cliché?" I asked my best friend. She nodded her head and pinched me anyways. I jumped from the shock looking at her face. Seeing the effort she was putting into seeming nonchalant about the whole thing, but I could see beyond all that. I could see the smile forming in her facial muscles and the shooting stars in her eyes. She was just as excited as I was.
Our friendship was one built on heart break, but turned into the kind that will last millenniums.
"Let's go catch our dreams," I told my best friend as we walked in squealing like girls. I mean we were girls but normally way better than this. We were the girls you had to work to get and the ones you wanted to work for; but most of all we weren't the bimbo kind. We just have our moments.
"I'm nervous, Ella," Kyles whispered towards me.
"So am I," I smiled at her knowing at least this would calm her nervousness to a comfortable level; if that made any sense at all.
"Ladies you have arrived," a voice from in front of us made me jump.
"Yes, we have," I told the man I was assuming was the director. He reminds me of a jolly teddy bear, almost a Santa figure. Yes that's it, a bolding Santa. Makes sense, after all he did give us the best gift of all time.
I smiled to the Santa man and shook his hand, creating a contract for my new future. I was exhilarated.
Kyles-
I would never have even held my breath for a chance to be here. Here, on the set of the next Star Trek movie, with the love of my life and my best friend. This is definitely the things dreams are made of.
"Ella," I started to speak, finally. "What if I get too nervous and I embarrass myself?"
Ella simply rolled her eyes and sighed.
"I mean, it's just that," I continued, "this is everything to me and more." I had been doing happy dances the whole way here with Ella, but now I was actually here and my brain was officially mush.
"Kyles, we are so much better than this," Ella stated. "You want to be famous and so do I, this is our dream. So, we will go in there being ourselves. The self-conscious, out-going, contradictory, hypocrites we are." Ella looked at me for a second than smiled that huge grin of hers. She always said the meanest, perfect-est things at the best times.
"Shut up, Ella," I told her back to being my self. "Let's go rock their socks off."
We both laughed exuberantly as we entered the room filled with the other cast members.
Ella-
The double doors opened giving us the perfect entrance. Well, it would have been perfect, if only I wasn't a complete ditz and hadn't fell right when I entered.
I heard the gasps and the oh-so-hidden chuckles.
"Need some help," a deep voice asked me, reaching down his hand.
"Thanks," I said laughing at myself as I took his hand to stand. "Luckily I'm not wearing a skirt or that would have been all bad," I mumbled. I looked up at the man that had helped me. His crystal blue eyes sparkled with amusement. God, he is so beautiful. The slight bit of stubble surrounding his mouth was adorable. But that dirty blonde hair made him look like a god.
"Nice to meet you," he stated, still holding my hand. "The name is Pine. Chris Pine."
"Hi," I said walking past him with a smirk. I wanted him more than anything, but I was going to have one heck of a ride getting him.
Kyles-
"My name is Ella Danielson," Ella told the cast members as I walked past Mr. Pine and over to her.
"And I am Kyles Thompson," I finally chickened up. "Thank you for having us," I smiled.
"Welcome Miss. Danielson and Miss. Thompson," an amazingly familiar voice echoed through the room. When he stood it was like Atlantis had just been found. Was it just me or when he looked us over his gaze lingered a tad bit longer on me. No, that couldn't be. Could it? "I am Zachary Quinto, aka Commander Spock, at your service," he made a bow, gesturing for us to take a seat. He is so cute!
Ella and I took our seats. I watched as Chris held out her seat and her gaze. While Ella was flirting with her dream man I saw as Zachary kept looking over at me. Either I was imagining everything or it was all really happening like this. But to tell you the truth I didn't really care.
The director came over to stand by us, handing us our scripts. The rest of the meeting consisted of us talking and getting to know each other. I don't believe Ella or I looked at our scripts once. This was going to be quite… interesting.
When we got back to our hotel room there was a huge bouquet of white roses, orchids, and daises.
"Aw flowers," Ella walked over to the flowers on the table in our entrée way.
I walked into the kitchen to get me some water, I was dying of thirst. "You want anything, babe?" I asked my best friend.
"No thanks," she called from the other room. "'Can't wait to meet your characters as well'," Ella started reading the card from the flowers. "Yours truly, ZQ and Chris.'"
I choked on my water as we both ran towards each other. When we reach each other half way, squealing we fell to the floor. We then proceeded to talk about the entire day and everything revolving around it. I went to bed dreaming of tomorrow, and the love I hoped to find.
