Rachel's arm was covering her eyes from the light in her room. She squeezed them shut. She couldn't quite remember what had happened last night. There was alcohol, she remembered that. Her friends were there too. Had they finished shooting? No, no they hadn't. She definitely had a hangover. She moved her arm and squinted. Where was she? This wasn't her room, or her house. What was that smell? She sniffed her arm, a man's cologne. Ok, so she was at some dude's house.
Rachel stood up and opened the bedroom door, walking to the kitchen where she could see a man cooking breakfast. She couldn't tell who it was. Her phone beeped one solid beep in her pocket. He turned around. It was Noah, her eyes widened with shock, "Morning beautiful."
Her hand flew to her mouth. They were best friends. She had slept with him. She couldn't help but wonder what everyone on set would think if they found out. They'd humiliate her, clown her, never let her live it down. Not to mention her boyfriend. Fuck she was screwed. She sat at the table, "Hi Noah."
He frowned, "What gives? Were you not satisfied last night?"
She thought about it. She was very satisfied, "Well no that's not- wait a second. You knew you were sleeping with me?" He wouldn't have done that would he? He knew she was with Sam. They were friends, right?
"Um, well, yeah. I was drunk but I knew it was you. And trust me, you knew it was me."
She frowned, puzzled, "How can you be so certain?"
He laughed, "Baby, you said my name more than once. I figured you knew what you were doing. I would never take advantage of you, you know that right?"
She looked down, ashamed, "I should leave, now. Bye, thanks for, thanks for, uh, bye." Rachel grabbed her jacket and purse and made a quick exit. She'd taken a cab to the bar, so she would take a cab back to her apartment. Thank God Sam hand't moved in yet. She had about an hour to wash off the smell of Noah's cologne combined with sex, get dressed, eat, get coffee, and get to the set to start shooting for the day.
She fumbled with her keys, trying harder than ever to unlock her apartment door. She finally got it, throwing her purse on the floor, she picked up her cat, Sunny, and stroked her fur. "Oh Sunny, what am I gonna do?" Her cat simply mewed. She set the cat down on the floor and went to get a towel. She took a hot shower and quickly got dressed. Pulling her hair into a messy ponytail, she made a bagel and grabbed her phone from the charger.
Running out the door, she constantly reminded herself to get coffee from Starbucks before she got to the set. How did she plan to do this? Would she go back to hugging and kissing her boyfriend? Would she ever be able to look Noah in the eye without blushing? She swallowed her self doubt and order her cappuccino.
She arrived at the set, coffee in hand, and placed her purse in her dressing room. She sat there, staring at the girl before her. Who was she? Then someone knocked on her door, "Come in." She anxiously looked at the person who entered the room in her mirror's reflection. She smiled when she saw Sam.
He walked over to her and kissed her head, "Hey babe. When did you get home last night? I was worried." She smiled a little, he was so sweet and naive.
"I got home around two, I think. I don't know, I was real drunk," she laughed a little. "How about you?"
"Oh, I left early. Started to feel sickish. C'mon, we're shooting soon, and you haven't gone to make-up or hair or anything. Danielle is gonna shit a brick."
She laughed and grabbed his hand. They walked to hair and make-up together. Rachel sat down at HAIR and their hair guy flipped out, started cussing in French, "Oh mon Dieu! Comment diable veut-elle que moi de travailler avec cette merde!" He grabbed a lump of her hair, "C'est tout emmêlés et noués. Oh, je pourrais tuer la chienne! Ugh, sit down Rachel." Sam chuckled and sat on the counter. Damion, the hair dresser, swatted his arm, "Get off my counter Evans!"
Sam got up, "Sorry, Mr. Damion, Sir." Rachel giggled and Damion slapped her wrist.
"No moving when I do your hair, you know that Berry," he finished her hair and Sam and Rachel walked over to make-up.
The two make-up girls, they were twins actually, glanced at her and sighed, "You aren't even wearing your lipgloss Rach. Oh boy, you are only giving us ten minutes to do your make-up coz you have to be on set in fifteen minutes. You drive us nuts."
After that Rachel and Sam walked onto the set. They were shooting a movie together, which was slightly ironic, because they were all in a TV show together, with a few extra people. See, Finn, one of their friends/co-workers, had a rich family. His dad owned a studio, and wanted to do a movie with Finn in it, and Finn asked if his friends/co-workers could fill in the cast, and his dad, although no one understood why, said yes.
Rachel went with to stand with Finn and Puck. Then Danielle, the director, opened her mouth and yelled, "Action!"
A/N: How do you guys like it? Please please please review. Also, what should the TV show they're all on be about?
