In Denial
Ch. 1
Theresa raced towards the tall building, hoping that she wasn't too late. As she continued to think about the consequences of being tardy, she carelessly crossed the street. Her mind was preoccupied with thoughts, which caused her to not notice the car that was driving towards her at a dangerous speed. Only when Theresa heard the car halted to a stop, did she look up, fear evident in her face. The driver screeched to a stop just in time, leaving only about 4 inches between life and death.
Furious at what almost happened to her, Theresa pounded the car with her fists. "What the hell? Why aren't you watching where you're going or are you just blind as a bat?" yelled Theresa, not caring who hears her.
The driver got out of his car, slamming his door as anger flashed his tanned face. "How dare you insult me! You're the one who wasn't looking. You should be thanking me for not using you as a speed bump. I swear, people like you shouldn't be allowed on the street."
"People like me? What about you? I don't know how you even got you're driver's license. I bet you paid off the DMV driver. But you know what, I don't have time to deal with this. Right now I'm running late." With that said, Theresa ran as fast as she could into the building, not bothering to look back.
The driver just shook his head in disgust at the brunette. He couldn't believe the nerve of some people. He got back in his car and drove off.
A few minutes later
"I'm sorry I'm late," apologized Theresa. "I was almost run over by an incompetent driver."
"That's alright Ms. Lopez-fitzgerald. Please take a seat. We have to wait for one of our actors that you'll be screen testing with. We're expecting him to arrive any minute now," commented the casting director.
Relief washed over Theresa as she sat down at one of the empty chairs. She thanked fate for her good luck in not messing up her audition.
Just then, the door opened and in walked a tall, medium built male with blond hair.
"You!" said the male in disbelief.
"Are you stalking me?" asked Theresa in a strained voice.
"Why would I want to stalk you?"
Before they could begin to break out in a huge argument, the casting director interrupted. "Do you know each other?"
"No." Replied both of them simultaneously.
The few people in the room looked at them with questioning glances.
"You see," replied the driver, "this careless girl here ran in front of my car, not paying attention to anything at all."
Theresa wanted to punch him in the face after that response, but she tried to remain calm. She didn't want to blow the interview. She really wanted to be in the movie and did not want this guy to have the satisfaction of knowing he blew it for her. "Actually, I think it was both our faults."
"I see. Well, shall we get down to business?"
"Sure," replied Theresa.
"Fine," stated Fox in a perplexed voice.
"Ms. Theresa Lopez-fitzgerald, I would like you to meet Mr. Nicholas Foxworth Crane. He is the leading man of this movie. You will be auditioning with him."
Oh no thought Theresa. She wanted to walk out the door, knowing that she has damaged her chances of getting the part. Nicholas wouldn't let her get the role if his life depended on it. But when she saw a cocky smile crept up Nicholas face, she decided to stay to tick him off.
"When should we begin?" asked Theresa in a calm voice.
"Now is a good as a time as any."
Fox took a seat next to Theresa. Theresa took a deep breath and began.
Ch. 1
Theresa raced towards the tall building, hoping that she wasn't too late. As she continued to think about the consequences of being tardy, she carelessly crossed the street. Her mind was preoccupied with thoughts, which caused her to not notice the car that was driving towards her at a dangerous speed. Only when Theresa heard the car halted to a stop, did she look up, fear evident in her face. The driver screeched to a stop just in time, leaving only about 4 inches between life and death.
Furious at what almost happened to her, Theresa pounded the car with her fists. "What the hell? Why aren't you watching where you're going or are you just blind as a bat?" yelled Theresa, not caring who hears her.
The driver got out of his car, slamming his door as anger flashed his tanned face. "How dare you insult me! You're the one who wasn't looking. You should be thanking me for not using you as a speed bump. I swear, people like you shouldn't be allowed on the street."
"People like me? What about you? I don't know how you even got you're driver's license. I bet you paid off the DMV driver. But you know what, I don't have time to deal with this. Right now I'm running late." With that said, Theresa ran as fast as she could into the building, not bothering to look back.
The driver just shook his head in disgust at the brunette. He couldn't believe the nerve of some people. He got back in his car and drove off.
A few minutes later
"I'm sorry I'm late," apologized Theresa. "I was almost run over by an incompetent driver."
"That's alright Ms. Lopez-fitzgerald. Please take a seat. We have to wait for one of our actors that you'll be screen testing with. We're expecting him to arrive any minute now," commented the casting director.
Relief washed over Theresa as she sat down at one of the empty chairs. She thanked fate for her good luck in not messing up her audition.
Just then, the door opened and in walked a tall, medium built male with blond hair.
"You!" said the male in disbelief.
"Are you stalking me?" asked Theresa in a strained voice.
"Why would I want to stalk you?"
Before they could begin to break out in a huge argument, the casting director interrupted. "Do you know each other?"
"No." Replied both of them simultaneously.
The few people in the room looked at them with questioning glances.
"You see," replied the driver, "this careless girl here ran in front of my car, not paying attention to anything at all."
Theresa wanted to punch him in the face after that response, but she tried to remain calm. She didn't want to blow the interview. She really wanted to be in the movie and did not want this guy to have the satisfaction of knowing he blew it for her. "Actually, I think it was both our faults."
"I see. Well, shall we get down to business?"
"Sure," replied Theresa.
"Fine," stated Fox in a perplexed voice.
"Ms. Theresa Lopez-fitzgerald, I would like you to meet Mr. Nicholas Foxworth Crane. He is the leading man of this movie. You will be auditioning with him."
Oh no thought Theresa. She wanted to walk out the door, knowing that she has damaged her chances of getting the part. Nicholas wouldn't let her get the role if his life depended on it. But when she saw a cocky smile crept up Nicholas face, she decided to stay to tick him off.
"When should we begin?" asked Theresa in a calm voice.
"Now is a good as a time as any."
Fox took a seat next to Theresa. Theresa took a deep breath and began.