Hey everyone! How are you guys! Hope you all are safe and sound (: I'm so sorry for the wait I been busy with a bunch of homework! Specifically AP chemistry. I have a huge exam in that class tomorrow so wish me luck! (; Anyways, you guys are lucky because I sat down in the middle of my pile of homework and wrote this chapter for you guys so you wouldn't have to wait for the weekend! Thanks for continuing to favorite, follow, and review! Here is the next chapter my lovely readers! (And I may I add it's my longest chapter EVER! My treat :)
Andre POV
What did I just do? My mind was starting to freak out. My adrenaline was pumping. I desperately looked at my phone as I wished there was an 'unsend' button. I started as the message I had sent, making sure it sounded right.
Hey I just wanted to check if you were doing okay. You've seemed less interested in Scissors since you and Beck broke up. Text me if you wanna talk.
That was a good message right? I tried to sound caring, but overly caring to a point that Jade would hate me? Would she be upset I said she looked more upset lately? Or would she like that? I tried to add humor into it to lighten the situation, but I now I couldn't decide if it was the right choice. Jade seemed much sadder lately after the break up and I just could only hope she was okay. I didn't how big of an effect this seemed to have on her. I mean I like Jade, but her and Beck's relationship wasn't good. She really didn't trust him and she didn't treat him well. But that didn't change of what I thought of her.
She has a hard coating but I know deep down she's just a normal person that needs support. Singing with her made me realize that. That's why I love music, it can open up people who you didn't think could be opened, it shed light new perspectives. I wanted to check how she was doing, because I had always cared for her, and she always had my back. And truthfully, I never lost that feeling I once had for Jade. It was less, but it was still there tucked up in a corner of my mind. No matter how hard I tried I couldn't completely push it away. Something about her was so amazing, so innocent, so sweet. It came out in her voice when she sung. I was deep in thought when my phone buzzed. "New message from Jade" I took a deep breath and opened it.
Tori POV- The Next Day
I was sitting in Sikowitz's class in the morning, thinking about how amazing yesterday was. Our run-through took forever, but I loved meeting all the cast and crew, and I felt great knowing how I had snagged the lead role. It was all coming together in my mind. I was the lead role-in an actual movie, an actual movie, with actual directors and writers that was hopefully going to make it to a theater. Theaters. Theaters! My mind was going everywhere off of excitement! I couldn't help it! And I was so glad that I found out the other lead was a nice guy. I was really starting to fear it would be a creep that would be extremely hard to work with, and pretend I was in love with. But it wasn't any creep- it was Mark Grefle. Mark. Mark, who was attractive, funny, nice, not to mention single– wait where is my mind going? Its sounds like I actually really like the guy, but no I obviously only like Beck. Beck . Dreamy Beck. Ack, my mind is starting to drive me crazy with all my colliding thoughts. I pulled myself out of my thoughts and tried to pay attention to Sikowitz. I realized that a once blank white board at the beginning of the class was now filled with scribbly handwriting, leaving me confused where to start reading. Sikowitz never wrote this much on the board, so I must have been zoned out for a while. Oh well. I listened for Sikowitz rambled on for a few more minutes and then the bell rang. I quickly scooped my bag up and started to catch up to Beck. Once I got out of the classroom, I saw he was already waiting there! Was he waiting for me? He was so sweet! I walked over to him as he casually asked me about how I thought yesterday went.
"I thought it was great, but long. What about you?" I questioned as we starting walking to our lockers.
"It was for sure long", Beck chuckled, "But I guess it was good nonetheless."
"The only problem is now I'm super tired from staying up to work on m essay after I got home. Right now I'm just running on excitement about the movie and coffee" I said as I lifted up my coffee cup.
"Same here. This is going to be hard to do both. But I believe we can do it" Beck said ever so calmly.
"I believe so too, it will be so worth it in the end." I said with confidence as Beck grabbed a book from his locker and slammed it."
"Totally." Beck said as he flashed a smile at me. I loved looking at his smile.
"So are you excited to watch Glee tonight!" I asked him excitedly. Glee was one of my favorite shows, and I had countlessly asked Beck to just watch one episode.
"Uhh…" Beck trailed off not knowing what to say.
"Come on, the preview for this one looks really good. Lots a drama." I said trying to convince him further.
"But I don't know any of the characters…"
"I'll teach them to you next hour! I know everything."
Beck chuckled "Ok, ok you got me." He said to my satisfaction as we walked to class.
Nobody's POV- Director's room-(The Previous Night)
All the movie staff was relaxing in the director's room over after-hours after a long day of running through the entire script. Everyone was laughing at another's jokes, until one of them broke the laughter with a serious question that had been bugging him for quite some time.
"Hey, boss, why did we end up not casting that Canadian kid for the lead? I thought he was pretty good." Everyone became quiet, as the man's voice boomed across the room. The director sat straight up and began to reply in his distinctive cold monotone voice.
"Oh, Jeffery, we couldn't of. Not with Mark Grefle auditioning."
"But he had a better audition…." Jeffery began to trail off, trying to piece the words together in his head.
"I'll give the kid that, he did. But the problem is, is that Mark Grefle has won awards. He's been in the movie scene before, he's predicted to make it really big soon. His appearance in our movie would get us much more press, popularity, hype. We needed to make him our lead to do what's best for our movie"
"Then how come I've never heard of him before, and even with Mark, how did the Canadian end up with only the role of the doorman?" another man piped up.
The director looked unsure how to proceed and then quietly spoke into a whisper.
"It's more than just that." His voice was cold and raspy, with a hint of fear intertwined within it. All of the members around the table who were just laughing minutes ago leaned in, each with a look of fearful confusion on their face. The director rarely sounded even the least bit fearful.
"Mark Grefle always gets what he wants."
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