“Are we ready?” Reed asked.
“Oh, yeah,” she replied.
“Okay. Here we go, people.”
Reed went through all the motions, yelling, “Roll camera. Roll sound.”
When she said, ‘Action,’ Bray and Stella were supposed to end up at the same round high-top table, attempting to claim it for themselves and their friends, starting off their meeting involving all their friends in their first encounter.
“Oh, we–” Dana said her line when she bumped into Samara just as they reached the table. “Hi.”
“Hi,” Samara, as Stella, said back, trying to make it looklike she had just seen the sexiest woman in the world, which wasn’t all that difficult given who she was looking at. “Sorry. What?”
The night before, after they’d wrapped their rehearsal, Dana had gone back into the hair trailer, and she had walked out with the sexy Bray hair that had Samara wanting to run her hand through it, just like Sophie, apparently, had done the night that she and Bryce had met. Dana’s long curly hair had been amazing, and if Samara were being honest, she would’ve loved to have had her hands in that, too, but Dana could grow that back out whenever, and right now, her shorter hair with the curls made her look sexy as hell, which was exactly right for the role she was playing.
“I just…”
“We were going to sit here,” the actress playing Kristie, one of Bray’s friends, said, pointing down toward the table that Stella and the actress playing Jessica, who was supposed to be Sophie’s real-life friend Jill, had taken.
“Oh. We can share, can’t we?” Jessica asked Kristie.
“Yeah, uh… no problem,” Bray said. “Bray.”
“Stella,” Samara replied and shook Bray’s outstretched hand.
“You are?” Jessica asked Kristie.
“Kristie,” the actress replied.
“Jessica.”
“And this is Maggie,” Dana, as Bray, said when a third woman approached, carrying four drinks. “Where is Stevie?”
“Bathroom,” Maggie replied, setting the drinks on the table. “Hi.”
“Hi,” Jessica said. “I’m Jessica. That’s Stella. You guys locals or tourists?”
“Tourists,” Maggie said.
“You?” Bray asked, looking only at Stella, which made Samara nearly go weak in the knees because that haircutreallydid it for Dana.
“Oh. I live here. So does Jessica.”
“Yeah? Cool,” Bray said. “Do you live…together?”
“No, Jessica and I met tonight,” Samara, as Stella, replied before she shook her head quickly. “Not like that. Not like we met, and we’re here together, like on a date or something, or that we’re–”
“We’re friends,” Jessica interjected. “She means we’re friends but is using a lot of words to say it.”
“And cut!” Reed yelled. “Let’s get a touch-up on Stella. We’re getting some shine on the camera. And Bray, make sure you stay on your spot.”
“Huh?” Dana asked.
“Your X,” Reed replied. “You moved a little too close to Stella, and we lost you in the light. Stay on the mark for me, okay?”
“I did?” Dana asked herself and looked down.
Samara’s eyes followed Dana’s, and sure enough, Dana had clearly moved over at least six inches into her space.
