Dinner

It's their filming day.

They were given a few minutes break.

And Shay's having a conversation with Ian, something about charity and foundation. She nods at him occasionally as her eyes shift from him to her room mate in the process.

The said room mate was sitting a few meters away from them, her nose buried on her cellphone for a while now after the announcement of break time. There are times she caught her giggling, but mostly smiling. A crazy thought came to Shay's mind at which she imagined that with that smile that was plastered, glued or for much more accurate word: tattooed on Troian's face, she would absolutely do well if she'd go to a Children's' party, clad in clown's suit and singing a song with kids while playing guitar.

Shay tried to focus her attention on him but then, it seems like there's a magnetic force between them that makes her eyes to keep shifting to her.

Her foot slightly stomps on the floor in frustration.

There is this voice inside her head telling her to walk the way that leads to her fiend's.

And she can't fight it, can't even silenced it.

"Shay, hello? earth to Shay." Ian said. He snaps his fingers to her.

Shaking her head slightly, she said "Oh I'm sorry, Ian... Uh-"

"You spaced out." He laughed a bit. "So what have you decided?"

She knit her eyebrows together, decide about what exactly?

He must have read her expression, so he opened his mouth to repeat what they had talked about, but he then was cut off when Shay excused herself apologetically.

She can't focus on their conversation when there is other thing, odd thought, that's going on in her mind...

Maybe that topic can wait.

So she stood up.

Nervously, she makes her way to Troian.

Shay's POV

Honestly, I have no idea on what I'm going to do once I reached her. I'm not sure about small talk, because for what I could see, her phone is enough for her entertainment. My feet keep on moving until I'm completely in front of her. I stood there, hands sunk deeper into my pockets.

I cleared my throat, so she would notice my presence, but failing. She seemed too engrossed on punching on her cellphone to even acknowledge me.

I just shrugged, moving closer to embrace her with my arms, hugging her from behind, resting my chin on her shoulder.

A mix of her perfume and her natural scent fills my nostrils.

It's relaxing.

And it's comforting.

My eyes closed slowly, and I resumed on breathing her.

Oh, isn't this nice. I could surely get used to this.

"Shay," she whispered. She must have turned her face at me, because I can feel her breathe onto my cheek.

Warm.

"You're here, haven't noticed." she said, leaning her head against mine.

She's just kidding, wasn't she?

"I thought so." I murmured. "You seemed pretty busy." I said, gesturing to her phone.

"Uh yeah, I'm chatting with 'Mr. Adams.'." her finger scrolling through her phone, leaning back further to my arms.

"Mr. Adams." I repeated. I got this odd feeling, actually a bunch of odd feelings. And this one, it is tightening my chest.

There's silence in the air.

"Hun."

"Yeah."

"What do you have in mind for dinner?" I asked, my eyes still closed, enjoying my newly found habit: Inhaling Troian's scent.

An idea struck me. "You know, I really liked this Filipino food, my mom taught me on how to cook it. And I want you to try it, they called it Pancit." I paused pondering to a thought popped onto my head. "Or we can just order take out foods... Like Chinese food; that's if you're too tired to cook. You decide." I stated, wrapping Troian up in a tight embrace.

I waited for her reply, but I didn't get any. "Troi, hun." I tilt my head, catching her eyes.

"What?" She responds, smiling again at her phone.

She and her phone are getting along so well, that she completely ignored me.

I let out a defeated sigh.

I'm so disappointed that I feel like there's a huge boulder on my shoulders, it slumped down.

I released Troian and walked over to the other side of the table, across her.

Plopping down on the monobloc chair, I fiddled the Emily bracelet wrapped around my wrist.

"What is it, Shay?"

I sighed for the third or forth time. "I was just asking you if you'll going to stay for dinner with me or you're going to go somewhere else..." I asked instead.

"Actually," she started, giving me an apologetic look. "I'm going out-"

"Mr. Adams." I finished for her. Of course he would have invited her. What do I expect? They're chatting, there was no two way for Him to ask her out. And why the hell am I acting this way, anyway.

"Hey guys!"Ashley perked up. Who's instantly materialized in front of us.

"Hi, Ashley." Troian greeted back.

"Hey."I said giving her a half smile.

She leaned down on the table by her forearms, looking back and forth between Troi and me.

Troian went back on tapping on her phone, and me, here I was, all smile, observing Ashley, pretending all is well.

"What's up?" we said in unison, then laughed realizing what was just happened. "Seriously Shay, what's up." she reached up, pushing the stray hairs off my face. She flashes me a smile.

"Not much, just Troian here smiling at her phone, and me, asking random questions, you know, just making sure she's still with us- on earth." I said grinning, wiggling my brow at her.

Her smile somewhat raised my spirit.

Then suddenly, it changed. She's looking at me with her blue eyes narrowed, scrutinizing I guess.

Great, she didn't buy it. Well it's not a complete lie, is it?

"You sure?" she asked in a low voice, watching Troian in the corner of her eyes.

I glanced at Troian, then furrowing my brows at Ashley. Feign innocence.

She shrugged, drawing her hand onto mine, squeezing it. Gosh, why do I feel like she has an idea what's going on with me.

"Are you up for a little chat with your fans?" She asked which triggers me to look around, excitement slowly building up inside. Ashley too, looks around.

"What- what are you looking... for?"

"Fans." I answered, stating the obvious, frowning when I didn't see any unfamiliar faces.

Ashley laughed at that. "No, Shay," I look back at her."There's one thing in the internet that they called Ustream, I thought you know about that."

"Yeah, Ustream." I confirmed. That's when the thought dawned on me."Oh." I cover my face with my hands in embarrassment. Stupid.

Ashley is smiling fondly at me. Who am I kidding? Apparently, she's laughing at me inwardly. "Ok, so you're saying, we're going to have a little chat with the fans via Ustream, when?"

"You got it, Shay." she teased, draping her arm around my shoulder.

I smacked her arm "Stop making fun of me, Ash. Meanie." I said pouting. "And FYI, Ash, I had known what Ustream is ever since it was published."

"Ever since it was published, huh." she continued her teasing.

"You just made me confused, that am why. You know how I am when it comes to them." I explained.

We looked at each other for what felt like a minute.

I really like those eyes,

That blond hair...

I smirked at myself, reminds me of things I did to myself, in my younger me. "So when is it?" I repeat.

"Tonight, after the shoot. Then," she glanced at Troi then back at me. "We can have dinner after, if you like."

"Sure, that would be fun."

"What do you prefer, pizza, cupcakes, sushi..." She trailed off, waiting for me to decide.

Interlacing our hands together, the one that's around my shoulder.

I looked up at Troian, for once this past few minutes; I was surprised, our eyes met. And I immediately thought about her."But," I began, a bit hesitating. Troian smiled at me. "Hun, do you, uh, want me to pick you up after? after you dinner or whatsoever... with Patrick, I mean." I stammered.

"No thanks, that's so sweet of you, Shay. But I believed, Patrick would take me home." she said, after a moment her eyes widened. "I mean, drive me back home." she rephrased, blushing.

I nod at her. If it wasn't because of this weird feeling, I would have laughed at her.

"So Ustream and dinner it is." I turned to Ashley.

"It's settled then." Ashley concluded, standing up straight. "By the way, Marlene asked me to tell you that you're on after ten more minutes."

"OK." I nod at her, and then she turned around to leave. She had walked a couple of meters away, when she turned back again.

" Aren't you supposedly moving now to go to hair and make-up?"

"I still have 10 minutes, remember?" I remind her.

"Oh right, that. Actually," She holds on to my arms and pulls me to my feet. "You only have 3 minutes left to prepare for your scenes."

"Huh?" I asked, confused. Not that I am complaining about getting back to work right now.

"When I came here, we talked, right. Your ten minutes starts there. So come on."She explained. "Your Princess Maya is waiting for you." she added, dragging me to Madi Line's place.

"Wait." I said.

Backpedalling to Troian, and leaned in to her, I kissed her quickly and soundly on the cheek.

"See you later."

"See you later." She replied. She smiled sweetly at me. "I'll make it up to you, Shay, I promise."

Walking towards Ashley, I held out my hand to her. She took it gladly, and we marched down the path.

Tbc...

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