Chad makes me SO MAD! I slammed the door to the dressing room I shared with Tawni then threw myself onto the couch in the middle of the room, stuffed my face into a pillow and screamed. I know, I know, kid-ish of me, right? But whatever. I hate being mean to people, so better to take it out on the pillow than one of my cast members.
Knock knock knock - I heard the door squeak open.
"You know there's no point in knocking if you're just gonna come in anyways, right?" I hissed sitting up and smoothing out my skirt. Chad rolled his eyes; his mouth was clamped shut. Like there was something he was gonna say, but he really didn't want to say it.
"What's up your but, Pooper?" He gave me the death glair.
"I just wanna say... I'm sorry." For some reason my heart kinda fluttered in my chest.
"Really?"
"No!" He exclaimed throwing himself down on the couch next to me. Then for some reason my heart kind of ached. Was I having heart burn?
" decided to have one of his "unexpected" visits today and heard us fighting." He got all quiet and was sort of staring at the wall.
"Aaaaand?" I asked, not getting why this was so important.
"Aaaand, he wants us to get along 'cause apparently tension between actors isn't good."
"This is horrible!"
"I know! ... He called you an actor." Chad had an extremely grossed out expression on his face.
"Hay! So Random requires acting!" I said pissed.
"Sure. It's a bunch of freaks, acting like they're funny." Chad smirked.
"Oh, cause Mackenzie Falls is so great? You can't even fake cry, that shows what an amazing actor you are." I snapped.
"That was one time!" He defended almost before I finished.
"Yeah, okay; tell that to the bottle of 'help me tear' I found after you filmed that scean when what's her face went after some other guy." I picked up the little clear bottle off the coffee table and wiggled it in his face. Chad's mouth was gapped open. But then he shut it.
"Uhh... Ttthhhat's not mine." His eyes were sort of darting around the room, looking for inspiration to come up with something. Finally his eyes stopped darting; he must of found something that gave him an idea.
"That's just water." He said real quick. He was probably staring at the heavy falling rain outside threw the window. "I borrowed the empty container from Chloe. She uh-.. Has trouble fake crying. Psh, pretty lame huh?" I glared at him with a smirk on my face. He was so b.s. -ing his way threw this.
"Just water huh?" I knew this stuff was seriously expensive. "So you wouldn't mind if I did this?" I unscrewed the top and started to slowly tip it sideways so it would spill all over the floor. A couple seconds passed aaaanndd..
"ERIGHT, fine! It's mine! Just give me the bottle!"
"No!" I yelled laughing and running away.
"Sonny just give me it!" He sprinted after me.
"Ooow, the greatest actor if our generation can't live without his 'help me tear' can he?" I teased, wiggling the bottle under his nose as we ran in circles. He went to grab it, then I tripped over the side of the couch and we were so close that he hit me and we both came crashing down... Along with the still open bottle of help me tear. It was sort of like everything was in slow motion and I was watching the whole thing. I screamed all long and dragged out with a terrified look on my face as I fell backwards and Chad sort of reaching for it; lips slowly moving and voice seriously low (Like how they do it in the movies.)
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
Then-splat. All the liquid splashed out of the bottle and onto the floor. I looked at the new stain then up at Chad's face. HE WAS PISSED.
"DO YOU KNOW HOW LONG I HAD TO WAIT TO GET THAT THING? ME CHAD DYLAN COOPER, I ,HAD ,TO ,WAIT!"
"STOP YELLING AT ME IT WAS AN ACCIDENT!" I screamed back in his face. My back was pressed to the floor and he was pretty much on top of me; so his face was real close to mine.
"GOD Monroe, can you do anything right? It's gonna take me forever to get another bottle and I still need to film a crying screen, tomorrow."
"Good! I hope they run out and everyone knows that their precious Mackenzie can't even fake cry!"
"Good!"
"Good!"
"Fine!"
"FINE!" I screamed. I was about to get up when the lights flickered and there was a loud smashing-crashing-ish sound. We both froze.
"What was that?"
"I think it was the lighting." Chad answered. Suddenly there was another booming crashing noise, but this time the lights went out for good.