A/N: Thanks to everyone who've read this story thus far. I truly appreciate it. I would like to give thanks to x-ChocoLatte and NikkiNitemare for their reviews. This chapter should be a little more polished than the last few.

Don't Own Naurto. (But we all wished we did...)

Chapter 3

My First Day

After telling (bragging) my sister about the auditions, she just sucked her teeth and said, "The economy is that bad, they had to hire you? I never thought the producers can steep that low." Then she had walked away to her room. Yes, her words were harsh, but I took it as a congratulations. When I told Neji, he nodded and smirked. Even though it may seem like very little, it meant a lot to me.

My Father on the other hand... didn't take the news very well.

"What?" My Father, Hiashi, eyes widened with utter shock. "You're becoming an actress now? What about your future? What about going to college and getting a real job? What about taking over the family business? You're really throwing all that away to be some ridiculous actress?" He asked.

During my whole life, he had doubted me whenever I wanted to do something that didn't relate to the family business. But when he said what I was doing is ridiculous, I was absolutely hurt. This is just a one time thing. A moment like this doesn't just pop out of nowhere. If he's not going to support me for what I believe in, then maybe I don't need to be with him anymore.

Right now I'm in my room looking over my script. Tomorrow is going to be the first day I'll work on my movie. My movie... that sounds so exclusive. I scanned through my lines a few more times before I glanced at my digital clock saying 9:23pm. The only thing I don't like about this is that you have wake up super early. I place my script on top of my dresser, grabbed my pajamas to change, and went to sleep.

The next morning, as I made my way inside Konoha Studios, I stopped in front of the first set I walked by. Since I came early, I didn't mind getting a look at the other movies that were rolling right now. The one I'm looking at now takes place at someone's apartment. Though it was morning, the one window in the apartment show the night sky. A girl with platinum blond hair was sitting on an old loveseat. She had her legs crossed and reading a novel.

Out of nowhere a male brunette with bedhead burst through the door, making the blond and me jump.

The blond began to sing. "How'd you get here?"

"Bitch, I caught the bus." The brunette crossed his arms, while singing along.

"I missed you so dear."

"I don't give a fuck!"

"You made a difference in my liiife."

"Where is he?"

"Who is 'he'?

"The man you slept with last niiight. While I was on my fliiight. Baby you ain't friiight--."

"CUT!" Their director yelled.

The room was filled with laughter. I'm guessing this was a musical-comedy. A tall, muscular, bald man came on the scene. Marching towards the brunette.

"Kiba, the line said 'Baby you ain't right.' not 'fright'. How did you get that mixed up?" The man asked.

"That's what it says on my script, Ibiki." The boy named Kiba said.

I walked away and went to my own set. I recognized Jiraiya's hair from afar and went to him for directions, since he is the director. He was telling someone where to put a piece a furniture when I approached him.

"J-jiraiya?"

He turned around and looked down at me. "Oh! Hello, Hinata! Right on time for hair and make up." Again it feels like he is talking to my breast more than my actual face. I'm starting to become more afraid of him everyday.

"A-and where is that?" I asked. I really don't know where anything is.

"Outside of here and you should see a whole bunch of metal trailers. You will go to the first one on your left... or was it right?" Jiraiya pondered. Did he really forget which one? What kind of director is he? I rolled my eyes as left to find the trailers. Once I was outside there were three in front of me. One on left, one in the middle, and one on the right.

By process of elimination, I knew the middle was not it. Which left me with left and right one. I went to the left first just because it was closer. I opened the door to see a half naked Kakashi. He was in the middle of putting on a shirt, showing his chiseled chest. My face grew warm immediately as I stared.

"Enjoying the view miss Hyuuga?" Kakashi asked.

I snapped out of my trance to face him. He is clearly amused at my naïve behavior.

Still embarrassed for gazing for so long, I said, "I-i-i j-just t-thought t-t-this w-was m-my t-t-trailer."

"Right." Kakashi smirked.

I left before I make a bigger fool out of myself, though I bet I already accomplished that.

I sighed with relief that I came inside the right one. The woman that did my hair and make up was very sweet to me. She didn't ask me a whole bunch of questions like I expect most beautician to act. Her name is Kurenai and she have long jet black hair with crimson red eyes. I asked her if they were contacts, but she said they were real. I blushed for being so rude, but she just laugh and said it was okay. She was asked that a lot, so I couldn't help but laugh too. At least I know I can trust somebody here.

I stepped out my trailer wearing an unbutton blue plaid shirt with a white tank under, destructed jeans, and black converse. My hair is in a regular low ponytail. My character is suppose to have a real attitude problem. I tried to think of many things that gets me irritated before I went on to my set. So far, Hanabi, my Father, and Kakashi are my top three inspirations.

I walked back to my original set to look for Jiraiya. I saw him speaking with Kakashi and laughing again once more. Were they talking about me? Kakashi turned away form him and walked in my direction. My body stiffened.

"Can't wait to work with you, my little admirer." He lightly tapped under my chin and chuckled as we brushed shoulders. If it weren't for his looks I would've--

"Alright, Hinata." Jiraiya interrupted my thoughts. I turned to face him. "You aka Ayumu(1) just got in trouble for getting into an extreme fight with this girl. Your principal recommended that you need therapy for your anger issues. But you refuse to go and run off. After a few days of running away, you realize that you can't handle the city life and you suddenly check your pocket for that number the principal gave you for the councilor. And now this where you take place. You step in this old brick building to see Kakashi aka Inashi." Jiraiya was speaking quickly, but I understood everything he said.

"You have read this book before right?" He asked raising a brow.

I nodded.

"Great! Than this should be easy for you."He smiled.

I hope...

A/N: Don't worry Hinata I think you're gonna do great! Please review! Give me comments, questions, concerns, or suggestions.

1. Ayumu: means walk your own way. (Also my Japanese name! ^^)