On Monday morning, I rolled out of bed to see it was raining. This day could only get worse. I dressed into jeans and a t-shirt before heading to the kitchen. I rummaged through the fridge for a decent breakfast, settling on the sad looking apple buried in the back. I headed into the living room where my dad was, as always, bent over his computer, typing profusely. I looked at the clock, it was about 7:30 and we had to be on set at 8.
"Dad, we better go. I would hate to get stuck in traffic." I bit into the apple and grimaced. It was bruised severely. I spat out the piece in my mouth and threw the rest of the apple away.
"Claire, you just go. I have a meeting at 8:30. I'll be there about 10." He spoke without even looking up from the screen of his laptop. I sighed and grabbed the keys to his Mustang and my jacket.
"See ya." I ran out the door, ran to the car trying to avoid getting to wet. I just got in the car when my cell phone went off. I dug it out of my back pocket and looked at the screen. It was a text from Rob. I flipped open the phone.
'hey, just wanted 2 c if u wanted anything from Starbucks.' I smiled to myself and texted back that I would love a Grande Chai Tea and possibly a piece of their delicious blueberry coffee cake. I shoved my phone back in my pocket and started the engine, put the hood up and pulled out of the garage. The rain pounded hard on the top of the car and on my windows, making it impossible to see to far ahead. I drove slowly and pulled in to the studio with a few minutes to spare. I rushed in to the building, holding my jacket above my head.
When I reached wardrobe, my hair was soaked, as were my clothes. I changed into my costume for the day and sat down in my chair. Stacy rolled her eyes when she saw my hair and began to dry it. I pulled out my script and looked over it for the day. We were filming scene 16 today, it was, okay and don't laugh here, the breakup scene. I smiled to myself again and began to go over my lines.
When Rob arrived, I was sitting in my chair absorbed in the script, with rollers in my hair. I caught a glimpse of Rob smiling into the mirror as he set my coffee cake and tea in front of me.
"You look ridiculous, you know that." He sat down next to me and Stacy attacked his hair with hair gel. I rolled my eyes and laughed.
"I might say the same to you." His hair was sticking straight up, waiting for Stacy to mold it into it's correct place. He laughed as I nibbled on my coffee cake and took a long sip of tea.
After we were done shooting, I drove home and started on dinner. I tossed a frozen pizza into the oven and plopped down on the couch. I was flustered enough as it was, but my birthday was next week and I was going to be my 21st. Knowing my father, he was planning something big. And knowing Rob, he's in on it. I closed my eyes and tried to relax, but was interrupted by my phone going off. I rolled off the couch and picked it up.
"Hello?"
"Hey, it's Rob. I was just wondering what you are doing next week Friday." I thought carefully, and the only conclusion I came to was we were doing something for my birthday, which is next week Wednesday.
"Nothing, why?" I smiled to myself.
"I was wondering if you wanted to go out to dinner."
"Sure." I smiled widely.
"Okay, see you later. Bye."
"Bye." I hung up and tossed my phone on the couch. Now all I need is a cute new outfit.