Survivors

I walk out of the bathroom, feeling somewhat lightheaded. My whole future had just been saved. I looked down at my stomach and sighed. I don’t think I could have handled a baby as it is. I still had my whole career ahead of me and a baby would have just put that to a total stop. I threw the test away as I grabbed my phone. I quickly called my doctor and scheduled an appointment. If I wasn’t pregnant, there was something else wrong. I threw on a casual pair of clothes and headed out for the doctors.

I walked out of the doctor’s office feeling very relieved. Apparently someone had snuck something into my drink last night. It had caused me to throw up. I sighed as I climbed into my car and pulled out of the parking lot. As I pulled out, my phone started ringing. I pull my phone out and answer it.
Me: Hello.
Ray (Movie Director): Where the fuck are you?!?
Me: I was just about to head back to my apartment. I was just out and about.
Ray: Well you were due at the studio over an hour ago. If you don’t get the shit down here within 5 damn minutes, you’re fucked!
Me: I’m going and would you take the volume down; I think my eardrums are about to burst.
Ray: Get the fuck down here, NOW!
Then the line went dead. I groan as I put my phone down on my lap. I look down at my watch. Shit. I have to be at the studio in 5 fucking minutes and I’m like 10 miles from the studio. I take one more look at my watch before, squueeell. I was flooring the gas pedal and running so many red lights I was surprised that I didn’t get pulled over.

I squeal into the studio parking lot and throw the car in park. I slam the door and run inside. As I glance over my shoulder, I see that my car is taking up about 3 parking spots. Shit. I really don’t have time to care though!

I crash through the door, stumbling towards the red faced director who started letting out a long line of curse words, mainly about me. I ignored him as I walked over to my dressing room and put the clothes on for the first scene. My hair stylist threw my hair together and I stumbled out onto the set where a tea party was set up. It was a 1950’s theme because the movie took place in 1950.

I sit in my dressing room, staring at the mirror. Gosh I was tired. We had to shoot that tea party scene at least 20 times before it was perfect. I stare at the movie script and sigh. Why did I have to sign up for this any way! I slam the script down on the table in front of me and grab my purse, heading for the door. I drive home and as I walk up to my door, I see Ethan. I smile as he walks towards me. “Well hello beautiful,” he says. “To you to Prince Charming,” I reply sweetly. I unlock the door and he follows me in. “Would you like to go out to dinner with me,” we both say at the same time. I smile and say, “How about we go to dinner together.” He smiles back and replies, “That would be great.”

Notes

So the movie mirage is about a normal girl (April graves; Olivia) fighting between her dark past and her bright future. As she is fighting these, the dark past is represented by an angel of darknes and her bright future by an angel of light, she falls hopelessly in love with the new boy next door. But the problem is, her father has set up an arranged marriage for her.
And this chapter is dedicated to LIZZY THAT GIRL. She gave me the idea for this chapter. She got me back on track with this story! :)