SORRY! I'm so sorry it took so long to get this up, I didn't plan on it for being this long of a wait. I got grounded :( and Easter was busy so I'm sorry and I'm back, so enjoy this next chapter! More to come with more reviews!
I sat next to my mom in the waiting area, twisting my rings around my fingers. I couldn't believe that I was about to meet with Bradley Clark: owner of the hottest acting agency on the East coast. It was about 3 weeks since I first called him and life had been going pretty smoothly. Austin and I were still going strong in our new relationship, I went to a Paramore concert last weekend, and I totally aced my biology test. Okay, maybe I didn't ace it, but definitely passed.
"Samantha Far, you may go in," the secretary announced and I entered into his office. When I got inside everything was very modern. The furniture, the walls, the vibe was very mod and urban. Mr. Clark was sitting at his desk, concentrating on his computer files, until he spotted me and my mom.
He suddenly stood up and outstretched his hand, "Nice to finally meet you Samantha."
I shook his hand firmly, "Pleasure to meet you too, Mr. Clark."
"Please call me Bradley," he insisted. Then he greeted my mom and we sat down and discussed. Everything from money to auditions were discussed but of course Mom needed to ask millions of questions.
His final comment, however, was directed at me, "What do you have to say about this? Any questions because this all bounces back on you eventually."
I stated, "I love it all. I say let's get this show on the road and get some action." It could've been from the anxiousness or the neon green chair I was sitting in that made my brain go fuzzy, therefore making me sound like a ditz but luckily he laughed.
"I like your attitude," he chuckled. After more minutes of collaborating, everyone came to an agreement and I was sent to Melanie Thompson: my newly hired agent. Her office was a little less colorful but more like film geek. The memorabilia of classic Hollywood films was incredible. I already knew I'd like her.
She stepped into the room with tall Banana Republic boots and a cute dress with a Starbucks and papers in hand. She threw the papers on the desk, nearly knocking over the teetering ice late and sighed. She looked up and brushed her brown bangs out of her eyes.
"Well," she dropped her hands together, "We have Samantha Far, aspiring actress, my newest project." I wasn't sure if I liked being called a 'project'. it made me sound like a manufactured good: in goes a small-town dreamer, out goes a tight abed, fake tanned, primetime television sensation.
I softly replied, "Nice to meet you."
"We're just going to get going right away. First we need to create a resume and portfolio." She turned her computer so that we could see too.
She began typing, "So what is your background in acting? Any past experience?" I told her everything from theater summer camp when I was 14, to the community and school plays I've been doing to date.
Then she said, "The next step is to get some headshots done. I'm going to send you to Christian Durmar who's studio is just around the corner from here." She set up a date for me to do a quick shoot with him next Tuesday. I know, on a school night. It took some pleading for Mom to let that one slide but hey, making your dreams come true means major sacrificing.
"All right so once we get all that done, we'll send it out to some casting directors, talent scouts, I know some national searches are coming this way soon.. and that's it. If you need anything just call." My mind was spinning, trying to filter through everything she had just said. It all seemed to be going so quickly, like there was no time to sit back and enjoy it all. But when we walked out into the busy city, my mom knew one thing that would allow us to celebrate: shopping.
We got home late that afternoon and as I threw myself on the bed, my cell phone rang.
"Hello?" I grumbled.
"Hi it's Sarah. I was thinking that maybe you, Austin, Ben, and I should go see a movie tonight. I heard that 'When Wicked Kills' is really scary."
I sat up and thought, "I don't know, I've had a pretty tiring day. What time's the movie?"
"8:10. Come on, it'll be so much fun."
I gave in, "Alright fine. I'll call Austin."
"Well, he already knows but call him anyways." I laughed. Sarah was always on top of everything. We hung up and a couple hours later, Austin pulled up in his old, Chevy truck.
"Hola," I said as I jumped into the passenger seat. He reached over and gave me a sweet peck on the kips and drove off. Fortunately our transition from friends to couple wasn't awkward or anything so everything went pretty smoothly.
"So tell me about today," he urged.
I sighed, "Oh my god where do I start. We talk with the guy, everything goes great, and before I know it I have an agent and a photoshoot booked."
He peered over at me, still keeping one eye on the road, "Wo so this is real."
"Oh it's as real as real gets." He was right, this was seriously happening. Everything was slowly falling into place, even though I hadn't realized it till that moment.
"Just when you get famous," he joked, "Don't be some Disney pop princess. I would have to refuse to watch your show." I laughed but it was true. I had no intention of being apart of Disney Channel. Sure I wanted it when I starred at Hannah Montana on the screen, but now that I've watched Miley, with difficulty, try to get away from that image, I had no desire.
We parked the car and met up with Sarah and her boyfriend Ben. We bought the tickets and had a few minutes to spare. Of course, Sarah and Ben raced over to the arcade games, but we stayed put.
"Want some food? Popcorn? Candy?"
"Nah, I don't like popcorn. But I'll take a box of gummy bears please."
He looked at me with a weird look, "You don't like popcorn?" I giggled and nodded.
"Okay then, one box of gummy bears coming right up."
We found seats in the small theater and watched the lights dim and the movie began. When Sarah said it was scary, she wasn't kidding! Normally I'm good with scary things. Like roller coasters, dude, they're the coolest thing since the subway but scary movies and me are usually watched in the comfort and safety of my own home. I was literally attached to Austin's arm.
"Pretty creepy, huh?" he whispered in my ear. A scream and ominous music echoed from the speakers and I winced. Austin recognized my fear and wrapped his arm around my shoulder. I buried my face into his chest and closed my eyes, trying to convince myself it wasn't real. Finally it ended and the lights came on and everyone began pouring out of the theater.
"Holy crap that was crazy," I exclaimed as we walked towards his car.
He shrugged, "Eh, it was alright." I looked at him sarcastically. He always claimed that he wasn't afraid of anything but one day, I'll find his weakness. I'm not saying I want to bring the house down on my boyfriend or anything, but that's my competitive edge awakening.
When we pulled into my driveway, he turned off the engine and walked over to my side of the truck. He opened the door, took my hand, and pulled me down to the pavement.
I smiled and stared at the moon in his eyes, "I had a fun time."
"Even if you were scared?"
"I know you're there to protect me." With that he led me to the front door and when we stopped under the light he sweetly kissed me goodbye. Out of the corner of my eye I could see my thirteen year old sister peeking out behind the stairs. I ignored her for the moment and after I burst into the house, I grumbled, "Don't you have anything better to do?"
She exclaimed, "Nope! Watching you get down with Austin is much more entertaining."
I threw my stuff in the closet, "it was a quick kiss and you're just jealous." I walked into my parents office where they were working. My dad owned his own business and my mom has a fulltime job too.
My dad looked up, "How was it?"
"It was fun. The movie was way creepy though."
Of course my mom asked the more boy-oriented question, "How's Austin?"
"He's fine, Mom." And that's as detailed as I planned on getting so I left.
On Monday afternoon I spoke to Ms. Long about everything that's happened with Bradley Clark.
"So he already hooked you up with an agent?" she asked surprised.
"Yeah, I mean, everything went so fast, I didn't no what to make of it all." I shifted my weight and looked at the clock.
"But he liked you though? Did it seem like he was hopeful?"
I thought that was an odd question, "Well yeah, I guess so." She smirked, trying to hide a smile. She folded her hands in her lap, "That's all." I exited her room, suspicious. Something was up, something was being hidden from me.
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