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 go?” Apparently he had been expecting my call.
“Uh…well I don’t know how I did but I think it went well.”
“You think?”
The warm feeling of success was still present in the pit of my stomach. “I think I’m good at this. Can you believe I’m happy about auditioning ? Fucking crazy.”
Mason chuckled. “I hate to say I told you so-”
“-then don’t say that shit or I’ll elbow you in the face.”
“You are so damn violent!”
I was smiling so big my cheeks were starting to hurt. “Who cares. I’m on my way back and we’ll see how tough you are.”
“Oh Fallyn…I like this exuberant side of you. How about dinner to celebrate?” He was a sneaky one. Asking me out while I was high on self satisfaction.
“Fine, we’ll eat dinner but it has to be pizza or something. Nothing fancy until I get the part.”
“Got it. You sound so certain, I should make reservations for that dinner right now.”
I took a moment to think over my response. I didn’t want to go complete fool and say something that would make myself sick. “It was an eye opening experience and for that I have to say thanks.”
Chapter 6
Looking back, I would say that what happened between Mason and I wasn’t a mistake…it just happened too soon. I can take stock of my life today and know that if I had the chance to go back and change things I would. It would have saved us both a lot of heartache…
Mid-June 2009
I wasn’t one to ask for much, especially money…but when the time got low on my handy little cell phone I panicked and almost begged Mason to buy some more airtime. Any day the call would come through that decided my fate, any day.
Two weeks, two long weeks had passed since my acting epiphany.
Mason was smooth enough to talk me into staying over every
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