Dreamer
Chapter 4: Messages.
"Hey, Elijah here, so how are you?" Elijah said aloud. "No, that sounds wrong" he paced back and forth across the wooden floor of his living room, the cordless phone in his hand. "Hi, Elijah here, just thought I'd call". He was trying to decide what to say to Anita when he rang her. He had let a couple of days go pass by before calling her so he wouldn't seem too eager, though Anita probably wouldn't have cared anyway. He dialed her number. He already had it memorized! It rang out and the answering machine clicked in.
"Dia Dhuit! Nílimid anseo ach fág teachtaireacht agus túgaimid freagra ar" a trio of voices chorused. "What?" Elijah asked the phone. It continued, "To those of you not lucky enough to speak Gaeilge, leave a message and we'll get back to you". He cleared his throat, "Hey Anita, this is Elijah, so amm, I was like wondering if you wanted to meet up for a drink or something some time? Get back to me if you do, see you round" he left his number and hung up, his palms sweaty. He hated it when you got the nerve to do something and then it didn't happen, like having an audition cancelled.
"Hey man" what's up?" Sean slapped Elijah a high five. Lij returned the gesture halfheartedly. He wasn't in the mood. He was out with the cast for the night. They had assembled in La because the premiere of "The Two Towers" was coming up. They were in a bar with really loud music playing. He could feel the rhythm vibrating through the soles of his Nikes. He was pretty occupied with thoughts of Anita. She hadn't called back yet. It was two days since he had left the message. He had really been hoping to see her again. He sighed.
"What's up with Wood?" Orlando asked Sean. "Don't know, he seems really down. It's not family probs so it must be something else" Sean shrugged. Orlando snapped his fingers, "Eureka! It's a female. They're always head wreckers. The poor guy is pinning for a gal". He sat next to Lij, "Get this man a triple vodka lemon" he ordered the barman, "Stat, this man needs treatment". Elijah looked at him, his blue eyes miserable, "What are you on?". "Nothing my dear hobbit. The question is who are you on?". Elijah didn't answer. He stared glumly into his drink. "Aww, c'mon" Orli draped an arm across his shoulders, "Tell your big bro all, who is she?" Orli had become protective of Lij over the course of filming. Sometimes Elijah had seemed so young and in need of guidance and Orlando had stepped into the role of big brother.
Lij knocked back some of his drink and he coughed, his eyes instantly filling with water. "Her names Anita. I met her last week. I called her and she hasn't called back. I really like her" he said sadly, "I think it was just a fling to her". Orli looked shocked, "You slept with her? Man, you just met her. Lij, too fast" he exclaimed. "I know I know, but there was something between us and she seemed real nice and she didn't know much about me" Lij replied. Orli sighed, Lij had told him about the girls who had used him for fun because of his fame and then deserted him, thrown him away like a dirty old rag. "She was probably a bitch man, forget her, c'mon let's drown our sorrows" he knocked back his drink with Elijah and ordered another round.
A few blocks away Anita opened her door and threw her keys onto the hallway table. She was just home from a 3-day trip with work. She leaned against the door and closed her eyes, she was shattered. She saw the red light flashing on the answering machine. 4 messages. Two from home in Ireland, one from her housemates who were on a holiday together and one from Elijah. She stopped to listen, she hadn't thought he'd call.
" Hey Anita, this is Elijah, so amm, I was like wondering if you wanted to meet up for a drink or something some time? Get back to me if you do, see you round" he left his number and hung up. She felt a smile grow on her face. "Why not?" she picked up the phone and dialed.
Another few blocks away, Elijah's answering machine light blinked.
Chapter 4: Messages.
"Hey, Elijah here, so how are you?" Elijah said aloud. "No, that sounds wrong" he paced back and forth across the wooden floor of his living room, the cordless phone in his hand. "Hi, Elijah here, just thought I'd call". He was trying to decide what to say to Anita when he rang her. He had let a couple of days go pass by before calling her so he wouldn't seem too eager, though Anita probably wouldn't have cared anyway. He dialed her number. He already had it memorized! It rang out and the answering machine clicked in.
"Dia Dhuit! Nílimid anseo ach fág teachtaireacht agus túgaimid freagra ar" a trio of voices chorused. "What?" Elijah asked the phone. It continued, "To those of you not lucky enough to speak Gaeilge, leave a message and we'll get back to you". He cleared his throat, "Hey Anita, this is Elijah, so amm, I was like wondering if you wanted to meet up for a drink or something some time? Get back to me if you do, see you round" he left his number and hung up, his palms sweaty. He hated it when you got the nerve to do something and then it didn't happen, like having an audition cancelled.
"Hey man" what's up?" Sean slapped Elijah a high five. Lij returned the gesture halfheartedly. He wasn't in the mood. He was out with the cast for the night. They had assembled in La because the premiere of "The Two Towers" was coming up. They were in a bar with really loud music playing. He could feel the rhythm vibrating through the soles of his Nikes. He was pretty occupied with thoughts of Anita. She hadn't called back yet. It was two days since he had left the message. He had really been hoping to see her again. He sighed.
"What's up with Wood?" Orlando asked Sean. "Don't know, he seems really down. It's not family probs so it must be something else" Sean shrugged. Orlando snapped his fingers, "Eureka! It's a female. They're always head wreckers. The poor guy is pinning for a gal". He sat next to Lij, "Get this man a triple vodka lemon" he ordered the barman, "Stat, this man needs treatment". Elijah looked at him, his blue eyes miserable, "What are you on?". "Nothing my dear hobbit. The question is who are you on?". Elijah didn't answer. He stared glumly into his drink. "Aww, c'mon" Orli draped an arm across his shoulders, "Tell your big bro all, who is she?" Orli had become protective of Lij over the course of filming. Sometimes Elijah had seemed so young and in need of guidance and Orlando had stepped into the role of big brother.
Lij knocked back some of his drink and he coughed, his eyes instantly filling with water. "Her names Anita. I met her last week. I called her and she hasn't called back. I really like her" he said sadly, "I think it was just a fling to her". Orli looked shocked, "You slept with her? Man, you just met her. Lij, too fast" he exclaimed. "I know I know, but there was something between us and she seemed real nice and she didn't know much about me" Lij replied. Orli sighed, Lij had told him about the girls who had used him for fun because of his fame and then deserted him, thrown him away like a dirty old rag. "She was probably a bitch man, forget her, c'mon let's drown our sorrows" he knocked back his drink with Elijah and ordered another round.
A few blocks away Anita opened her door and threw her keys onto the hallway table. She was just home from a 3-day trip with work. She leaned against the door and closed her eyes, she was shattered. She saw the red light flashing on the answering machine. 4 messages. Two from home in Ireland, one from her housemates who were on a holiday together and one from Elijah. She stopped to listen, she hadn't thought he'd call.
" Hey Anita, this is Elijah, so amm, I was like wondering if you wanted to meet up for a drink or something some time? Get back to me if you do, see you round" he left his number and hung up. She felt a smile grow on her face. "Why not?" she picked up the phone and dialed.
Another few blocks away, Elijah's answering machine light blinked.