"Wow, you're here early." Jasper acknowledged as she approached the
brunette who meticulously poured the right amount of red food coloring into
the white paint bucket before her.
"When do I leave?" Maggie muttered tiredly with distraction, now stirring the mixture in the bucket as she sighed to herself. "This job is just so damn monotonous! It's driving me crazy!!!" she grunted in aggravation, almost splattering the bloody paint about the room.
"Just chill, okay? Its only seven.... I mean it hasn't even had time to work on ya today!" Jasper noted as she put on the white latex gloves. "Give it a while longer..."
"Yeah, that's all I need, more time around Jenkins... maybe we'll get lucky and I'll actually kill him tonight!" Maggie joked in a serious tone, Jasper only winced at her words.
"Hurry up ladies! Everyone's not going to wait while you take your time!" the director announced cockily from behind them. "Your job is a simple one, if you can't do it fast enough I'll just have to give someone else a chance... and you'll have to join the rest of the rejects in editing!" he finished before turning around to insult the students putting the rest of the set together.
"Okay... five more minutes and I'm gonna kill him!" Jasper muttered under her breath, Maggie only nodded dully.
*
*
*
"Okay..." the dark skinned girl mumbled as she thought hard to herself. "What was the name of Carrie's mom?" she finally asked after much deliberation.
"Margaret White, too easy!" Stu exclaimed.
"Too easy?" Shane questioned in shock. "I stumped three film class freaks with that one last year! How'd you know it?" she sulked as she took a sip from her beer bottle as they sat around the table together.
"Don't ask." Stu assured her.
"I got one..." Trevor interrupted. "What was the name of the hotel in The Shinning?"
"Now that one is easy!" Shane scoffed. "The Overlook Hotel!"
"Ah... but was the name of its former caretaker?" he then asked wisely, Shane paused for a moment to think as Stu stared down at his watch persistently.
"Um... Grady... damnit! What was his first name!" she whined in frustration as she struggled to remember. "Damnit! I know this one!!!" Shane insisted, now snapping her fingers quickly with each thought.
Stu glanced over at her curiously then back at his watch.
"Will you stop staring at that thing!" she then snapped, referring to his watch as she slapped him on the arm slightly. "Your making me lose my train of thought!"
"Like that's a hard thing to do!" Stu muttered back.
Shane continued to think hard on the question.
"Herbert Grady!" Stu then shouted in her ear annoyingly, Shane stomped her foot against the floor with aggravation.
"I could have gotten it!" she scolded him.
"Not in this lifetime..." Stu mumbled under his breath.
"What was that?" Shane asked smartly.
"What? I didn't say anything..." Stu evaded her question.
"Fine, you think you can do better... go ahead Tarantino!" She persisted.
"Okay, I've got one..." Stu told them as he sat up straight in his chair. "Name the killer in Friday the 13th."
"Jason." Shane said quickly, Stu shook his head at her answer. "What, it was Jason, he wore the hockey mask..." she claimed.
"It was Mrs. Voorhees, Jason didn't show up till the sequel." Stu corrected her smugly.
"That was a good one..." Trevor muttered as he nodded at the predicament, he then looked down at his watch. "Ah... damnit!" he then whined.
"Damnit's right, I'm losing big time tonight!" Shane complained as she drank from her beer bottle.
"No, I mean I gotta go... see ya guys later..." he said sadly as he rose from his seat.
"See ya..." Shane sighed, Stu only waved slightly.
"Now what?" Shane asked with boredom as she sat alone at the table with Stu.
"Lets make out..." he replied dully.
"Yeah right!" she declined with a chuckle. "I'm serious, now what!" she repeated.
"I don't know... movie quotes this time?" he suggested, she agreed with a slight nod.
"You go first." Shane responded.
"We all go a little mad sometimes!" he quoted.
"Psycho, easy!" she answered, it was now her turn. "I never drink... wine!" she said finally in a foreign accent.
"What are you kidding me? Dracula!" Stu remarked unimpressed.
"Yeah, but which one?" she then asked suspiciously.
"No way, that's cheating!" he dismissed.
"Fine, I give, your turn." She sighed.
Stu paused to think for a moment.
"Of all the things I've lost I miss my mind the most!" he stated with a smile.
"Hackers..." Shane declared. "Man, what ever happened to that movie... there were a lot of hot guys in that... every guy in it was hot, except Fisher Stevens... after Super Mario Brothers that guy just creeped me out!" she mumbled jadedly, Stu laughed at her comment.
"Hey..." they then heard from behind them, Stu turned around to see Maggie walking towards him. "Sorry I'm late, did I miss anything?" she asked with a slight yawn.
"Nothing interesting, just your boyfriend being his usual charming self!" Shane sarcastically implied.
"Now that's something I wish I didn't miss... lord knows I don't get enough of that!" Maggie agreed as she stood next to Stu.
"Hey, since when did I become the target of this conversation?" he asked in offense.
"I don't know, I just got here, remember?" Maggie reminded him.
"Speaking of which, what took you so long, you were supposed to be here a half hour ago!" he inquired.
"What do you think, I've been working my ass off, as usual! And this is the easy part, just think, when the stars of the film get here from Hollywood in a few weeks things are gonna get ten times worse!" the brunette mentioned tiredly.
"I feel sorry for ya, that Paul guy's a real asshole, I wouldn't work with him if he was the last director in the business!" Shane sympathized with her.
"I'm going upstairs..." Maggie then muttered unenthusiastically.
"I'll join ya." Stu added as he got up from the table.
"Guess I'll see you two tomorrow." Shane replied with a farewell gesture as they left the room.
*
*
*
"Where's your roommate?" Maggie asked as she sat down on Stu's bed, nearly collapsing on it with exhaustion from the day.
"I have no idea... I think he's got some girl he's seeing... hell if I know..." he answered while locking the door behind them.
Maggie laid back on the bed as he came towards her. Stu sat down next to her on the mattress, he then leaned down and began to slowly kiss her neck as she tried to sleep.
"Not tonight!" she quickly responded in annoyance to what he was doing.
"What!?!" he retorted in shock. "Why the hell not!" he questioned sharply as he sat upright again, now staring down at her.
"I'm too tired." She said simply.
"Come on..." he coaxed her, lightly brushing his hand against her cheek. "It'll be worth it..." he whispered in her ear.
"I said no!" she snapped back angrily, forcefully pushing his hand away from her face.
Stu stood up from where he sat and slowly walked over to his roommate's bed, unhappily he sat down on it.
"Fine, fuck you too then!" he barked as he glared at her with anger in his eyes.
"That's just it Hun... I don't want to, goodnight!" she spat before rolling over in the bed so she didn't have to face his direction.
Stu laid back on the bed, he stared at the ceiling for a moment before furiously slamming his head down against the pillow.
"I am so gonna kill that fucking Paul!" he muttered under his breath with loathing, Maggie only ignored his mumbling.
Stu then got up from the bed and marched towards the door, he quickly unlocked it and stormed out of the room in rage, almost knocking the door off its hinges as he slammed it behind him.
"Drama queen!" Maggie uttered in annoyance before closing her eyes, she then fell almost immediately to sleep.
"When do I leave?" Maggie muttered tiredly with distraction, now stirring the mixture in the bucket as she sighed to herself. "This job is just so damn monotonous! It's driving me crazy!!!" she grunted in aggravation, almost splattering the bloody paint about the room.
"Just chill, okay? Its only seven.... I mean it hasn't even had time to work on ya today!" Jasper noted as she put on the white latex gloves. "Give it a while longer..."
"Yeah, that's all I need, more time around Jenkins... maybe we'll get lucky and I'll actually kill him tonight!" Maggie joked in a serious tone, Jasper only winced at her words.
"Hurry up ladies! Everyone's not going to wait while you take your time!" the director announced cockily from behind them. "Your job is a simple one, if you can't do it fast enough I'll just have to give someone else a chance... and you'll have to join the rest of the rejects in editing!" he finished before turning around to insult the students putting the rest of the set together.
"Okay... five more minutes and I'm gonna kill him!" Jasper muttered under her breath, Maggie only nodded dully.
*
*
*
"Okay..." the dark skinned girl mumbled as she thought hard to herself. "What was the name of Carrie's mom?" she finally asked after much deliberation.
"Margaret White, too easy!" Stu exclaimed.
"Too easy?" Shane questioned in shock. "I stumped three film class freaks with that one last year! How'd you know it?" she sulked as she took a sip from her beer bottle as they sat around the table together.
"Don't ask." Stu assured her.
"I got one..." Trevor interrupted. "What was the name of the hotel in The Shinning?"
"Now that one is easy!" Shane scoffed. "The Overlook Hotel!"
"Ah... but was the name of its former caretaker?" he then asked wisely, Shane paused for a moment to think as Stu stared down at his watch persistently.
"Um... Grady... damnit! What was his first name!" she whined in frustration as she struggled to remember. "Damnit! I know this one!!!" Shane insisted, now snapping her fingers quickly with each thought.
Stu glanced over at her curiously then back at his watch.
"Will you stop staring at that thing!" she then snapped, referring to his watch as she slapped him on the arm slightly. "Your making me lose my train of thought!"
"Like that's a hard thing to do!" Stu muttered back.
Shane continued to think hard on the question.
"Herbert Grady!" Stu then shouted in her ear annoyingly, Shane stomped her foot against the floor with aggravation.
"I could have gotten it!" she scolded him.
"Not in this lifetime..." Stu mumbled under his breath.
"What was that?" Shane asked smartly.
"What? I didn't say anything..." Stu evaded her question.
"Fine, you think you can do better... go ahead Tarantino!" She persisted.
"Okay, I've got one..." Stu told them as he sat up straight in his chair. "Name the killer in Friday the 13th."
"Jason." Shane said quickly, Stu shook his head at her answer. "What, it was Jason, he wore the hockey mask..." she claimed.
"It was Mrs. Voorhees, Jason didn't show up till the sequel." Stu corrected her smugly.
"That was a good one..." Trevor muttered as he nodded at the predicament, he then looked down at his watch. "Ah... damnit!" he then whined.
"Damnit's right, I'm losing big time tonight!" Shane complained as she drank from her beer bottle.
"No, I mean I gotta go... see ya guys later..." he said sadly as he rose from his seat.
"See ya..." Shane sighed, Stu only waved slightly.
"Now what?" Shane asked with boredom as she sat alone at the table with Stu.
"Lets make out..." he replied dully.
"Yeah right!" she declined with a chuckle. "I'm serious, now what!" she repeated.
"I don't know... movie quotes this time?" he suggested, she agreed with a slight nod.
"You go first." Shane responded.
"We all go a little mad sometimes!" he quoted.
"Psycho, easy!" she answered, it was now her turn. "I never drink... wine!" she said finally in a foreign accent.
"What are you kidding me? Dracula!" Stu remarked unimpressed.
"Yeah, but which one?" she then asked suspiciously.
"No way, that's cheating!" he dismissed.
"Fine, I give, your turn." She sighed.
Stu paused to think for a moment.
"Of all the things I've lost I miss my mind the most!" he stated with a smile.
"Hackers..." Shane declared. "Man, what ever happened to that movie... there were a lot of hot guys in that... every guy in it was hot, except Fisher Stevens... after Super Mario Brothers that guy just creeped me out!" she mumbled jadedly, Stu laughed at her comment.
"Hey..." they then heard from behind them, Stu turned around to see Maggie walking towards him. "Sorry I'm late, did I miss anything?" she asked with a slight yawn.
"Nothing interesting, just your boyfriend being his usual charming self!" Shane sarcastically implied.
"Now that's something I wish I didn't miss... lord knows I don't get enough of that!" Maggie agreed as she stood next to Stu.
"Hey, since when did I become the target of this conversation?" he asked in offense.
"I don't know, I just got here, remember?" Maggie reminded him.
"Speaking of which, what took you so long, you were supposed to be here a half hour ago!" he inquired.
"What do you think, I've been working my ass off, as usual! And this is the easy part, just think, when the stars of the film get here from Hollywood in a few weeks things are gonna get ten times worse!" the brunette mentioned tiredly.
"I feel sorry for ya, that Paul guy's a real asshole, I wouldn't work with him if he was the last director in the business!" Shane sympathized with her.
"I'm going upstairs..." Maggie then muttered unenthusiastically.
"I'll join ya." Stu added as he got up from the table.
"Guess I'll see you two tomorrow." Shane replied with a farewell gesture as they left the room.
*
*
*
"Where's your roommate?" Maggie asked as she sat down on Stu's bed, nearly collapsing on it with exhaustion from the day.
"I have no idea... I think he's got some girl he's seeing... hell if I know..." he answered while locking the door behind them.
Maggie laid back on the bed as he came towards her. Stu sat down next to her on the mattress, he then leaned down and began to slowly kiss her neck as she tried to sleep.
"Not tonight!" she quickly responded in annoyance to what he was doing.
"What!?!" he retorted in shock. "Why the hell not!" he questioned sharply as he sat upright again, now staring down at her.
"I'm too tired." She said simply.
"Come on..." he coaxed her, lightly brushing his hand against her cheek. "It'll be worth it..." he whispered in her ear.
"I said no!" she snapped back angrily, forcefully pushing his hand away from her face.
Stu stood up from where he sat and slowly walked over to his roommate's bed, unhappily he sat down on it.
"Fine, fuck you too then!" he barked as he glared at her with anger in his eyes.
"That's just it Hun... I don't want to, goodnight!" she spat before rolling over in the bed so she didn't have to face his direction.
Stu laid back on the bed, he stared at the ceiling for a moment before furiously slamming his head down against the pillow.
"I am so gonna kill that fucking Paul!" he muttered under his breath with loathing, Maggie only ignored his mumbling.
Stu then got up from the bed and marched towards the door, he quickly unlocked it and stormed out of the room in rage, almost knocking the door off its hinges as he slammed it behind him.
"Drama queen!" Maggie uttered in annoyance before closing her eyes, she then fell almost immediately to sleep.