Just like the movies

“See personally I love cake what about you.” I have been drilling Liam with questions for the last hour.
“I don’t like cake.” He responded. What…
“How can you not like cake it’s amazing… well my dad doesn’t like cake so. What about cupcakes? Do you like them?” I asked.
“Oh I love cupcakes!” I’m so confused.
“How?!?!” I laugh.
“I don’t know… I just do.” This man confuses me.
After we finished eating lunch, Liam took me back to the studio to grab my car so I could go home. I have to admit I think I am really going to like making this movie. So I think while I’m zoning out I can tell you a bit about myself. This isn’t my first movie I just finished one with Melissa McCarthy. That was my big break before that I bounced around from job to job and that got my name really out there, which really rocked.
Liam slowly pulled up to the studio.
“I had fun, I can’t wait to start this movie Issy.” Liam said turning in his seat to look at me. I smiled before slowly getting out of the car.
“Thanks Liam I will see you soon.” I say before shutting the door. Once I take a step back the car speeds off. “sœur are you coming over tonight still?” I say to my sister over the phone.
“Isabella oui je suis sur mon chemin. I wouldn’t just bail on you.” Lucy said.
“sœur your French is showing.” I said laughing.
“quoi! Where?” She laughed. “Well its not my fault our parents speak nothing but French.” She said her French accent ringing through.
“You’re a goof.” I laughed. “ Well I have to go, be over here soon.”
“Yea yea whatever sœur.” Slowly I hung up the phone and looked around my house. I went to the back door first checking to see if its locked, and closing my Lilac curtains and locking the windows. I then walked to my room. My bed was low to the floor while my small cabinet was closed like always. I slowly opened it, and looked inside. Nothing, but my clothes. Next I walk into my small bathroom I have clear shower curtains and the walls are painted a tiffany blue. After leaving my room I head to the kitchean to start dinner. Lucy would be here soon and the tacos won’t make themselves. I already asked they said no.
Knock… knock… knock…
Quickly I jogged to the door. Slowly I looked through the peep hole to see Lucy crumping on my front porch.
“Wierdo, come inside the tacos are almost down.” I call out when I open the door. Lucy quickly turns around and laughs at me.
“Did you say Tacos?”

Notes

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