I began walking, and sure enough, Lisa just had to notice me. "Eliza,” she called out, but I chose to ignore him. "Cousin,” she called out smugly again; this time she walked faster with Jerimiah by her side, and they caught up to me. "Hello, Lisa." I greeted her with a fake smile, although the smile did turn real when I imagined the look on her face when she would find out that Charlote is my manager. “Cousin, why did you come to the pharmacy? Are you ill?” She said, looking worried, but it looked so fake. She was a professional actress, yet she did not know how to act. "Sure, I said, just to get her off my back. "Oh, what is this?” She asked as she took note of the drug in my hand, and without even giving me the chance to reply, she snatched the drug from my hands. When she realised what I had, she covered her mouth while looking shocked. She showed Jeremiah, who was standing beside her, and his gaze darkened. "Cousin, so I was right; you do have a sugar daddy,” she said while
The next day, I woke up very early, even earlier than Ryan usually wakes up. I had my bath, and I decided to dress according to the theme of the movie I was auditioning for. The name of the movie was Charade. It was a sci-fi thriller, and I was auditioning to be the first female lead. I did not yet know the full details of the story, but I had a little idea. I chose to wear a full-on leather outfit, a silver leather pant, and a white leather tank top. I also wore silver gloves on my hands. I packed my hair into two ponytails and put silver strips in them. I also made sure to use silver eyeliner, just to match that futuristic look. But by the time I was done, Charlote was also around, waiting for me downstairs, while Ryan had already left. I woke up an hour before him, yet he still got dressed and left for work before me. I walked downstairs slowly in my heels, and Charlote was waiting for me with an unfamiliar girl. “Goodmorning Charlote” I greeted her excitedly; it was going to b
The more I saw disgruntled actresses coming out of the audition room, the more I grew nervous, and it only got worse when I realised that it was going to be my turn after three more crises. I brought out my script, and I tried practicing some lines with my assistant. And then, just by my luck, I began questioning my every being. Why did I always have to bump into Lisa at every freaking place I went? It felt like I was in a book, and the stupid author kept on deliberately doing this just to cause conflict in his boring book. She walked in with her head held high with pride. Her manager, personal assistant, and other workers were trailing behind her. She attracted the attention of the other actresses. She was dressed for the part, even more than me. I was sure that it was my uncle who invested in that futuristic outfit for her; he would do anything for Lisa, not because he loved her more than anything, but because she was his pride. Because of her, he could brag around to his friends.
I rubbed my hands together nervously as I walked into the audition room. Once I got in, I first noticed the director in the middle; he was looking annoyed and frustrated, making me more nervous. The other people around him were the producer of the movie, his personal assistant, and some investors. “What’s your name?” he asked with furrowed eyebrows. “I am Eliza Greene,” I introduced myself. “I am auditioning for the part of Meredith." Meredith was the name of the female lead in the movie. When I said I was auditioning for the role of the female lead, the director and everyone else just had to look at me like I was a fool. “Young girl, I am seeing your bio here, and it does not say that you are an experienced actor. Are you sure you want to do this?” He asked, and if I were to be in a cartoon, black lines would have appeared above my forehead just to show how inwardly annoyed I was. Why did he ask for an introduction when he literally had my entire bio on his desk? “I am sure, sir
A few days had already passed, and it was finally Monday, the day that I would sign the contract and get my first acting job. I was beyond happy. I woke up very early, just like I did when I was going for the audition. I wore a more professional outfit this time around as we were going for the contract signing, and I did not want to make a bad impression. I wore a designer flared suit trouser and a navy blue blouse. I packed my hair in a low bun, and once I got ready, I went downstairs, and as usual, Madame Charlote and Samantha, my personal assistant, were already waiting for me. "Good,” Miss Charlote said, and I smiled. I was already used to her saying good, and at any little interval she found something to be nice. We all went to the company with my car. Ryan suggested that I get a bus to get ready and move around, but Charlote strictly objected to it. According to her, as a newbie actress, I was supposed to act down to earth, even if I was not. We arrived at the agency, and it
I entered the dining room, and Ryan sat there at his usual spot, which was just beside the head of the table. The enticing aroma of our delicious dinner filled the room. Ever since I started staying at Ryan’s house, I had to admit that he had wonderful chefs. Ryan looked at me as I walked in, and he showed no expression. I took my seat and smiled at Ryan, ignoring his attempt to practically ignore me anytime we were having dinner together. I was too happy not to give him a smile, and I swore to myself that I would not let him ruin my good mood. “Welcome back, Ryan; how was your trip?” I asked with a smile. "Good,” he said, giving a straight answer, and I rolled my eyes. I was pretty sure he knew that I was trying to start a conversation. Ryan’s attitude I still decided to celebrate with him; I was already used to his unusual change of attitude and demeanour towards me. Fortunately, a bottle of champaigne was already on the table, so I did not have to request it. And just like us
I woke up early, but not as early as I did in the past few days. I suddenly remembered what occurred the previous night, and I could not help but curse Ryan with a blush on my face. I stood up and walked up to the mirror; luckily, he listened, and he did not leave any hickey marks on my neck. It was such a hassle trying to cover that sh*t up. I hopped into the shower, humming a joyous melody as the warm water cascaded down my back. How ironic was everything? I was living my dream life and any other young lady's dream, but only because Jeremiah and Lisa plotted against me. If they had not, I would have been in a loveless marriage with a cheating husband. Lucky for me, even though Ryan and I did not love each other, we still showed each other respect—well, kind of. Once I hopped out of the shower, I selected a few stylish clothes from my closet and chose to wear a white flare trouser with a brown top. Miss Charlote made me aware of the fact that appearances matter a lot, and I wanted
I rolled my eyes at her. It was not the first time she tried playing that trick on me; at a function that took place two years ago, she also splashed wine on my brand new dress. At that time, I was still a bit innocent and immature. I knew she did it deliberately because she had already shown her devilish side to me before that, but nobody knew. Just like now, he broke down into uncontrollable tears and started pleading, but I lost my temper and pushed her away when she held my hand so tightly. I forced her to apologise, and that day I was labelled as unreasonable by the guest. She was stupid if she thought that the same trick she used on me years ago would work once again. "It's fine, you can go," I told her with a warm smile on my face, and she looked at me with a shocked expression. "Uhm,” she stammared as she was stumped and did not know what to say. “No, no, I am so sorry. Let me clean this up for you,” she continued, and I could not help but look at her like I would look at h