- Don't Forget - Open

[jess01]

Last night was crazy in Eric’s life. Annabelle had caught a cold from the colder and different New York weather. He was alright since he used to live here before and he didn’t have a problem adapting pretty quick. Most of the night though he was up with Belles and reading to her and comforting her. Times like these were the times that he wished that Belle’s mother was still around but he knew that it was better that she wasn’t. He was honestly glad that he got some sleep even if it was only three hours because he knew that today he would have to put in twice as much work since he had to cut out early yesterday which meant that the director was probably pissed at him. This morning he was glad he didn’t have any dark circles under his eyes just a quick stop for some coffee would do the trick.

Walking onto the set this morning seemed easy. Eric had a cup of starbucks in one hand and his cell phone on the other. His leather jacket covered his arms and shoulders as he talked on the phone with his nanny for his daughter. A few people seemed to linger on the set more than usual, he thought as he hung up the phone. Eric hid his eyes behind a pair of dark sunglasses as he sighed slid his cell in his jeans pocket. Ever since that magazine was released there had been more people on the set and more fans and more screaming girls. Taking a deep breath, he walked over to the crowd and smiled his dazzling smile and began signing autographs and took a few pictures with people. His manager and agent said it would be good for everyone if he did this at least 30 minutes a day. So here is he was with a bunch of people screaming and gasping.

After 20 minutes of doing that security came over and ushered people away. He walked back toward the trailers and hopped into the dressing and make up on. He needed to get ready since he didn’t want the director on his case today. Once he had on the black slacks, he grabbed the white button up shirt and looked at the notes that the costume director wanted and it was the shirt needed to be button only part way up. Glancing back at the script he sighed as he realized this was going to be a stressful day. A day that was mostly about him and his body and him getting shirtless. Chick flicks, he thought as he rolled his eyes and shook his head. He finished getting dressed and then walked over to make up which they didn’t do much really just some touch up and made sure he had a clean cut face today which he did.

Finally after a long time, he was walking onto the set where they were in Daniel Young’s Apartment/loft. Looking around the set, Eric knew that he was ahead of the others. The girls always took longer but that was because they had to spend more time and had more things to do. He unfolded his script and walked over to where a few clean chairs were and began to read the script more like going over and making mental notes. After a moment, he got up and walked onto to the set and stood where he was going to which was in the kitchen area getting himself a glass of whiskey. Shit, he hoped they substitute or he was going to have a buzz going by later on today. Looking around the set, he began to hear noises but didn’t see anyone but the set crew. Shaking his head a moment, he went back to reading and going over the scene today.

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Blake had escaped from her whole world falling apart around her in Hollywood to coming to Manhattan where she had honestly hoped that she could just get away from all the drama, especially her cousin Jack. He had recently gotten married off in Vegas without telling his dear little cousin, while honestly it was her biggest rival that he had decided to get hitched with. It probably wouldn't have bothered her nor surprised her that Jack would get married so young, and what a career it would build just from the tablots alone? What hurt is that he had not told her himself as well as his wife selection.

Blake knew she was being selfish that maybe Jack's interest in his new wife was more than just a one nighter which odd to say about him, but she couldn't shake the disgust in her gut that worked its way up into her throat everytime the thought of the pair being together. It wasn't fair. It was gross, and it shoudl be illegal, or at least be written as a law to not cross cousins.. ever. She was sitting in her hotel, louging before she was due to be on set. With all the drama that went down, instead of visiting the city and shopping like she would on a typical day, she spent it hiding away from everyone wanting to get a prize winning picture of her crying her eyes out with over sized glasses. No, if she could help it she would aviod every single one of the cameras.

She checked her phone and watch for the millionth time, debating whether she should try to squeeze out an extra minute or just get off her ass and go. She finally decided not to be a pre-madonna and got up off her bed and grabbed her purse, she'd been all dolled up and ready to go for hours. As she exited the Hotel fans were lined up along the entrance all the way leading to her limo on the streets. They were waving pens and papers in front of her face and screaming her name while flashing cameras. She smiled in pictures and posed in some pictures with some fans, signed a few autographs, even kissed a guy on the cheek, and talked to a girl's male best friend that claimed he was in love with her. She dared him to take her out for dinner. She gave him the secert password and told him a location for the next day. She loved her fans, they were in fact who gave her this amazing job. She would tell her body guards to let the guy in, after a good check over, but keep a close eye on him.

She smiled and hopped into the car waving farwell to all her fans. On the way to the set she bit her lip nerviously, she had never worked with her leading man before, and she wasn't actually filming for that day, but she liked to watch in even on scenes she wasn't in to get a feel for the movie. That was what differed from her and other a-listers, she had gotten there by talent, and good will.

She was finally there and she crawled out and welcomed everyone, "Sorry I'm late, " she blushed, her agent rattled on and on about all the things she had to be doing today and none of them was concerning the set, as she was lead into where the filming was to take place, the leading man was looking over his script while everyone was finising their preperations, she put on her best show bizz smile, as she made her way to him, "Hey, I'm Blake Bailey, I'm here to watch your scene." she beamed, "I want to get to know your character, and watch him jump out of the page, I hope you don't mind.."

tagged eric aka jess
words hella short, sorry.
notes hello, jessica.
credit ! reinvented LOVE , @ caution
& THE ONLY EXCEPTION ! @ caution v2.0 for image.

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