Chapter 14: Ayaan
I LOVE MAKING Humaira jealous. She gets so mad. It's super hot on her.
Mostly because it makes her super hot for me.
Not initially. Initially she gets all pissy about it, but then she starts to come around'starts to realize that she can't always treat me like some second-rate actor. I'm an ace. And aces tend to have wandering eyes.
Before we came down here to the tunnel, I pretended to gawk at Zoya. I mean, not that I wasn't gawking'I was'but I totally hammed it up. That's what we actor types do. We ham. I know it wasn't the nicest thing to do, but sometimes playing things up totally helps keep the spice in our already sizzling relationship. And honestly, who couldn't use a little added spice?
It's already paid off. Even though she's sulking, she's got her head resting on my shoulder as I shoot a scene between Asad and Zoya.
INT. UNDERGROUND TUNNEL,
DANVERS STATE HOSPITAL ' NIGHT
ASAD and ZOYA, two attractive high school seniors, stand at the end of the tunnel, holding a candle between them. ANGLE ON the shadow of the candle flame as it lights up the walls, creating tall, cone like shapes.
It isn't just my supposed lust for Zoya that's got Humaira all hot and bothered. She's also sulking because she wants to be the star of everything (including this scene), and, let's face it, there's really no reason she shouldn't be. The girl's got some killer talent, not to mention the most dazzling golden-brown eyes, the fullest pale pink lips, and the sexiest little tush I've ever seen.
PULL BACK to reveal HUMAIRA, 17, pouting those pale pink lips right now.
ME
Are you okay, baby cakes?
Humaira lets out a growl, still pouting.
Sometimes'most of the time'Humaira hams it up, too. She has a hard time knowing where her character stops and reality begins. But I suppose all great talents have their flaws.
Plus, it's not like I didn't owe her a little suffering after how secretive she was about that phone call she got in the tunnel earlier. She still has yet to tell me who that was' though I can't say I was able to refuse her makeup nookie offering anyway.
I just hope she comes around soon'that she doesn't end up sulking for the rest of the night. The girl has a lot to be grateful for, after all. I mean, did I not score her a stellar monologue just as soon as we got down here? That's right; I talked Asad into filming her as she walked the length of the tunnel describing everything she saw. He didn't even object when she got totally into the role, acting like she was a patient trying to escape and chattering on about hearing voices and needing to feel the sun again.
CLOSER ON Asad and Zoya, only inches apart now, talking and smiling. Asad leans in like he's about to go in for some lip action.
I pull back slightly, making sure the volume is turned up all the way on the shotgun mic, wishing I could hear them better, but knowing that we'll get all the juice during playback time.
Asad and Zoya really do make a pretty good-looking couple'tall, lanky, and athletic. Except, what is it with Asad's hair? Doesn't he know that nobody does that messy gel thing with their ends anymore? I run my palm over my well-groomed mane, grateful that it has body and texture all its own, wondering if Asad would be offended if I yelled out CUT and offered him a pointer or two.
Next part coming up. 😃
Edited by Nandini0910 - 12 years ago
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