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Chapter 6 - Help
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I actually got to the set on time for once. I got into costume and went over to tell JJ about me not being able to fight.
"JJ?"
"Hmmm?" he said and looked up through his thick lenses at me.
"Ummm, I need to tell you something." I took a deep breath. "I can't fight."
JJ looked at me and his brow furrowed. " well, that IS a problem..."
"Problem? Is something wrong?" Michael asked, walking towards us, his forehead wrinkles prominent.
"O, well, Tiffany here just let me know that she doesn't know how to do a fight scene and the stunt coordinator took the day off!"
"Well, hey, I don't think I'm doing much today, so why don't I teach her?"
Why would he do this for me? I thought.
"Do you think you could?" JJ asked.
"No prob."
"All right, she's all yours." JJ said, walking away.
Michael teach me? This is turning out to be a better day already!
"Let's see, where she should we start..." he said, taking off his jacket to reveal his very muscular torso. "Have you taken any type of kickboxing, martial arts, or dance classes before?" he questioned, his forehead wrinkles becoming visible again.
"Uh, yeah. I took a year of martial arts when I was younger, but I don't remember much."
"Well, that's a start. How 'bout we refresh your memory?"
"Sounds good to me!" I said, a little too enthusiastically.
He showed me how to kick, punch, and jump... all over again. It was all coming back to me now. Although it was VERY hard to concentrate having a shirtless & sweaty MV right in front of me for 3 hours!"Great! You're a quick learner, ya know."
"Thanks. I'm starting to remember a lot of what I learned when I was younger."
"OK, you've learned some offensive moves, now let's work on your defense."
I blocked and avoided for the next hour or so, and after all that, we were both drenching in sweat.
"Can....we.....take a break now?" I said, trying to catch my breath.
"Yeah, that sound like a good idea." he said, the sweat glistening on his chest and down his arms.
We both grabbed a bottle of water off the food table and poured the cool liquid in our mouths. I put some in my hair, then shook my head so that the water splattered him and he squirted me back.
"Hey you two! You're gonna make a mess!" Jennifer said, laughing.
"It's just water, it'll dry." I said and smiled.
"You've been workin' pretty hard over here! It's great to see someone so young working so hard at what they enjoy." Jennifer said, her dimples going deep into her cheeks as she smiled once again.
I noticed the whole time Jennifer was talking to us, Michael was gazing at her. Even when she wasn't talking, he was looking at her.
O well, at least I finally got to talk to him. I thought. You know, how that I look back at it, half the time Michael was looking at the set - probably at Jennifer! He didn't really care about helping me learn how to fight, he just wanted to drool over Jennifer!
"I'll be right back." I said suddenly feeling sick.
I grabbed a towel from the costume corner and wiped the sweat off my neck. I watched Michael and Jennifer talking and there was something different about Michael when he talked to Jennifer. I could quite put my finger on it, but he was definitely different around her.
"ALL RIGHT! Great job people! See you all on Monday!" JJ announced.
"Monday's your big day! It's our fight scene!" David said and winked.
"Yep. Can't wait." I said enthusiasm lacking in my voice. I turned and walked to my red Mercedes convertible. I stuck the keys in and tried to start the car. It wouldn't start. I tried again and again, but to no avail. I sighed in frustration.
"Do you need some help?" a deep voice said.
"No. I'm fine. It'll start. This happens all the time." I said angrily. The last thing I wanted was someone trying to help me. "Look, I'll be fine." I said, turning towards the voice. I gasped. It was Matt Kaplin.
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Chapter 6 - Help
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I actually got to the set on time for once. I got into costume and went over to tell JJ about me not being able to fight.
"JJ?"
"Hmmm?" he said and looked up through his thick lenses at me.
"Ummm, I need to tell you something." I took a deep breath. "I can't fight."
JJ looked at me and his brow furrowed. " well, that IS a problem..."
"Problem? Is something wrong?" Michael asked, walking towards us, his forehead wrinkles prominent.
"O, well, Tiffany here just let me know that she doesn't know how to do a fight scene and the stunt coordinator took the day off!"
"Well, hey, I don't think I'm doing much today, so why don't I teach her?"
Why would he do this for me? I thought.
"Do you think you could?" JJ asked.
"No prob."
"All right, she's all yours." JJ said, walking away.
Michael teach me? This is turning out to be a better day already!
"Let's see, where she should we start..." he said, taking off his jacket to reveal his very muscular torso. "Have you taken any type of kickboxing, martial arts, or dance classes before?" he questioned, his forehead wrinkles becoming visible again.
"Uh, yeah. I took a year of martial arts when I was younger, but I don't remember much."
"Well, that's a start. How 'bout we refresh your memory?"
"Sounds good to me!" I said, a little too enthusiastically.
He showed me how to kick, punch, and jump... all over again. It was all coming back to me now. Although it was VERY hard to concentrate having a shirtless & sweaty MV right in front of me for 3 hours!"Great! You're a quick learner, ya know."
"Thanks. I'm starting to remember a lot of what I learned when I was younger."
"OK, you've learned some offensive moves, now let's work on your defense."
I blocked and avoided for the next hour or so, and after all that, we were both drenching in sweat.
"Can....we.....take a break now?" I said, trying to catch my breath.
"Yeah, that sound like a good idea." he said, the sweat glistening on his chest and down his arms.
We both grabbed a bottle of water off the food table and poured the cool liquid in our mouths. I put some in my hair, then shook my head so that the water splattered him and he squirted me back.
"Hey you two! You're gonna make a mess!" Jennifer said, laughing.
"It's just water, it'll dry." I said and smiled.
"You've been workin' pretty hard over here! It's great to see someone so young working so hard at what they enjoy." Jennifer said, her dimples going deep into her cheeks as she smiled once again.
I noticed the whole time Jennifer was talking to us, Michael was gazing at her. Even when she wasn't talking, he was looking at her.
O well, at least I finally got to talk to him. I thought. You know, how that I look back at it, half the time Michael was looking at the set - probably at Jennifer! He didn't really care about helping me learn how to fight, he just wanted to drool over Jennifer!
"I'll be right back." I said suddenly feeling sick.
I grabbed a towel from the costume corner and wiped the sweat off my neck. I watched Michael and Jennifer talking and there was something different about Michael when he talked to Jennifer. I could quite put my finger on it, but he was definitely different around her.
"ALL RIGHT! Great job people! See you all on Monday!" JJ announced.
"Monday's your big day! It's our fight scene!" David said and winked.
"Yep. Can't wait." I said enthusiasm lacking in my voice. I turned and walked to my red Mercedes convertible. I stuck the keys in and tried to start the car. It wouldn't start. I tried again and again, but to no avail. I sighed in frustration.
"Do you need some help?" a deep voice said.
"No. I'm fine. It'll start. This happens all the time." I said angrily. The last thing I wanted was someone trying to help me. "Look, I'll be fine." I said, turning towards the voice. I gasped. It was Matt Kaplin.
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