going to be some big time actor I’ll be able to afford a better place than this.” I was actually joking with this guy. I couldn’t believe it.
Mason checked his phone and then stood, smoothing the wrinkles from his shirt. “Very funny. It’s about that time. Do you want a ride?”
I grabbed my bag and headed for the door. “I’m going alone; I’ll walk.”
“Break a leg, Fallyn.” His smile was bright and…real. If anything I wanted to get the damn part just because Mason really thought I could.
For some reason, I had grown a pair and agreed to do something that was completely out of my element. Sure, it was quick money but I knew nothing about acting. I knew Jill used to sleep with any dick in Hollywood to get a part. Hell if I would ever do such a thing. I did try to sleep with Mason but…that was different. It sounded like a bad excuse in my head. When the building came into view I knew there was no way.
At least twenty pair of perky paid for titties waited patiently for a turn. I signed in and when the lady asked me for a head shot I choked. In my world, that was something Jill did for money or a place to say. I explained to the woman I didn’t have a head shot. She frowned but looked at my name and let the subject drop.
Suspicious.
About five minutes after I got there, the same woman who had taken my name walked around, passing out a sheet of paper.
“I know you all studied the first monologue but that won’t be the one you’ll use today.”
I snatched the paper and glared. I hadn’t even read the first one. My eyes skimmed the material and I wanted to murder Mason Jennings.
Lonely, homeless girl. Did he think that shit was funny?
Acting my ass…I wouldn’t have to act at all. I could stroll in that bitch and just be myself. Maybe that’s why he was so sure I would get it. Compared to the other girls in the room, I even looked the part. He was pushing me to do something, which should have pissed me off. It didn’t. I couldn’t be angry with him but believe me, I damn well tried.
I resisted the urge to run out of that waiting room and never look back. I bounced my foot, picked my nails and stared hatefully at each perky bitch that sauntered past. One by one they disappeared and the emptier the room got, the more relaxed I felt. When someone finally came to get me, there was only one person left.
My heart beat solidly against my ribcage as I entered the small room. There was one rectangle table with two people sitting behind it. They stood and smiled when I approached them.
“It’s so nice to meet you Fallyn. We’re sorry about the last minute script change.”
“That’s alright,” I answered, looking the woman directly in the eyes. She seemed friendly enough. “Should I…?” I motioned toward the x made of tape on the floor.
“Yes, please. Take the mark there and we’ll get the camera ready.”
“Camera?” Wow, I was clueless.
The woman sighed and moved toward a small Sony camcorder on a tripod. “We’ll be filming this to see how you look on video. It’s normal.”
I nodded and took a deep breath. The words I’d read on the sheet of paper were running through my mind and I almost cringed. The feeling of knowing you’d lost everything was what came rushing back. I thought about moving all my shit into storage and how much I had cried. I thought about not being able to pay the storage fee and losing all my things to some auction. Worst of all I thought of not having anyone to go through it with me.
Apparently I had delivered every line provided to me without a mistake because when I came back into myself the two people behind the table looked thrilled. There was no way to know what had just happened for sure because I definitely had an out of body experience. For the first time in years, I felt as if I’d accomplished something.
I thanked everyone, gathered my things and left after that. My feet carried me slowly but my heart was racing. I dug for my phone as I walked along, toward Mason’s place. It was unlike me, but the first thing I did when I found the damn thing was call him.
“Hey, how did it