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[size=36pt][shadow=black,left]Tyler .[/shadow][/size][hr][hr]{So basically, this plot is about two actors. Real actors. They are the two love interests in the movie... but will their love just be onstage? this is semi-literate- 3+ posts... please be active... and yeah! Jump in with a PICTURE and NAME!
"Aw, buck up, Tyler. It's not that bad," Maxwell, my agent said as he led me down the thin hall. My feet seemed to slip on the hard, tile floor with every step I took. I had acted in many different movies... but never a romance like this. I had my doubts. This year, Maxwell had told me to 'expand my horizons', or in other words, quit acting in things which I enjoyed the most; family shows. I loved how each person grew to really know each-other, not on set, but in real. It really did make you feel like you were part of a family. I also enjoyed them because they made me feel... normal. Like your average 18-year-old, with anmnoying siblings and a crazed mother. The family that I never really had.
Romances had always been a steuggle for me. I had acted as the female main role once, and hated it. The one time I had to kiss him in the movie... everybody put me in the papers. "is it really just on set?" the titles would read. Before you could even say my name, I was hounded by questions and photographers. I completely hated it.
I was told that I would be meeting the rest of the cast today. Each individual person would be scanned over entirely by my agent, which I had made him promise. If I was going to make out with a guy, I wasn't going to let it be Graham Larkin. The perverted monster. He was an actor for the good stuff. And it drove me crazy, the way he volunteered to always act in movies which I was in. So if Graham was here today, I wasn't staying. Sorry, director, you have to find yourself another girl.
"This is stupid. I hate this." I told Max flatly, shaking my head after we stopped in front of the door which held the whole cast inside. I could hear them all speaking, laughing softly, so nothing too chaotic. Yet. "Try it out, Ty. You might like it." Max barely managed to say before I laughed. My jittery nerves always seemed to make me arrogant and uncomfortable, so at the moment, I probably wasn't fun to be around. Then, without another word, I opened the door and stepped into a wide, spacey room. Perfectly defined young men and women lingered near a table to my left, lightly picking off treats, the director... director Martins, I believe, was sitting and talking with a few make-up artists. It almost looked like a normal reunion. Almost.