She’s a distraction to…”
Megan’s Mom’s words petered out as she saw me coming over.
“Megan, you were terrific. You actually made me believe this was happening for real.” I grinned.
“Thanks, but I don’t think the director was too impressed. He wants another take.” Megan groaned, disappointed. She poured herself some orange juice, which she gulped down in seconds.
“He was satisfied with the take. It’s you-know-who who wanted another take,” I whispered into her ear.
A light crease appeared in Megan’s forehead. “I knew it!”
Megan’s Mom was getting coffee, but I could feel she was watching me. She was worried I was going to distract Megan.
I wasn’t sure what to think about her mom. Megan had confessed that her mom wanted to get her sister’s acting career started, even though she was only six years old. Megan was especially protective of her sister and wanted her to have a normal childhood. She always told her she could try acting when she was old enough to be sure that’s what she wanted to do.
“Please take your places!” the director shouted.
All the actors went back to the set and I went back to my chair.
Thanks to Shreyashi, the same scene was repeated nine times. The director seemed absolutely frustrated with her behavior, but she seemed to have enough authority to get away with it.
Shreyashi’s strategy was to wear Megan down by repeating the same scene over and over. The lines for Megan’s character were quite dramatic and you would expect, after repeating the same scene a few times, the intensity of her performance would diminish.
I was utterly impressed by Megan’s maturity and professionalism. After I warned her during the breakfast break, Megan knew what Shreyashi was after, and she was going to give her none of that. The more Megan repeated the scene, the better she transmitted the character’s emotions. Some of the other actors on the set looked astonished by her acting.
Shreyashi was trying to get her fired, but what she didn’t realize was that she was really giving Megan the opportunity to show the director that she was worth her weight in gold.
They worked for almost ten hours. They lost me after the first six. Megan was great, but I didn’t understand what the big deal was about acting. Repeating the same lines all day long was anything but enjoyable to me. Probably Megan thought the same about studying what happened to human civilizations thousands of years ago. Most actors seemed to do it for the attention and for the shot at fame, and that was obvious. That was not Megan.
My gaze fixed blankly on the set. Megan’s sobbing echoed in the distance. My mind filled again with questions about Nate’s cruelty. I knew he was popular and that he had no interest in changing his social status by being associated with me. But still I was having trouble coping with his premeditated harsh words. He’d deliberately intended to humiliate me.
I felt angry with myself for falling into such an obvious trap. Why had I been so naïve? Why did I have this stupid idea that Nate was different from the other popular students? He was as heartless as the rest. He had some unsettled business with Ethan and had decided to sort it out that night. He didn’t care whether I got caught in the middle, and to make matters worse, he didn’t even want to be seen with me after what he put me through.
I didn’t want to be angry with him. No, that was a waste of energy. He was another victim of high school absurdity. We were told fairy tales about high school kings and queens and the privileges of popularity, but everyone forgot to mention that this will mean nothing the day we’re thrown out into the real world. Why waste any time with it, then?
I wanted to feel indifferent toward Nate, but I couldn’t control my anger. He’d shown no mercy and meticulously chosen his words to inflict as much harm as possible.
I couldn’t wait for my high school years to be over. I wished
Megan’s Mom’s words petered out as she saw me coming over.
“Megan, you were terrific. You actually made me believe this was happening for real.” I grinned.
“Thanks, but I don’t think the director was too impressed. He wants another take.” Megan groaned, disappointed. She poured herself some orange juice, which she gulped down in seconds.
“He was satisfied with the take. It’s you-know-who who wanted another take,” I whispered into her ear.
A light crease appeared in Megan’s forehead. “I knew it!”
Megan’s Mom was getting coffee, but I could feel she was watching me. She was worried I was going to distract Megan.
I wasn’t sure what to think about her mom. Megan had confessed that her mom wanted to get her sister’s acting career started, even though she was only six years old. Megan was especially protective of her sister and wanted her to have a normal childhood. She always told her she could try acting when she was old enough to be sure that’s what she wanted to do.
“Please take your places!” the director shouted.
All the actors went back to the set and I went back to my chair.
Thanks to Shreyashi, the same scene was repeated nine times. The director seemed absolutely frustrated with her behavior, but she seemed to have enough authority to get away with it.
Shreyashi’s strategy was to wear Megan down by repeating the same scene over and over. The lines for Megan’s character were quite dramatic and you would expect, after repeating the same scene a few times, the intensity of her performance would diminish.
I was utterly impressed by Megan’s maturity and professionalism. After I warned her during the breakfast break, Megan knew what Shreyashi was after, and she was going to give her none of that. The more Megan repeated the scene, the better she transmitted the character’s emotions. Some of the other actors on the set looked astonished by her acting.
Shreyashi was trying to get her fired, but what she didn’t realize was that she was really giving Megan the opportunity to show the director that she was worth her weight in gold.
They worked for almost ten hours. They lost me after the first six. Megan was great, but I didn’t understand what the big deal was about acting. Repeating the same lines all day long was anything but enjoyable to me. Probably Megan thought the same about studying what happened to human civilizations thousands of years ago. Most actors seemed to do it for the attention and for the shot at fame, and that was obvious. That was not Megan.
My gaze fixed blankly on the set. Megan’s sobbing echoed in the distance. My mind filled again with questions about Nate’s cruelty. I knew he was popular and that he had no interest in changing his social status by being associated with me. But still I was having trouble coping with his premeditated harsh words. He’d deliberately intended to humiliate me.
I felt angry with myself for falling into such an obvious trap. Why had I been so naïve? Why did I have this stupid idea that Nate was different from the other popular students? He was as heartless as the rest. He had some unsettled business with Ethan and had decided to sort it out that night. He didn’t care whether I got caught in the middle, and to make matters worse, he didn’t even want to be seen with me after what he put me through.
I didn’t want to be angry with him. No, that was a waste of energy. He was another victim of high school absurdity. We were told fairy tales about high school kings and queens and the privileges of popularity, but everyone forgot to mention that this will mean nothing the day we’re thrown out into the real world. Why waste any time with it, then?
I wanted to feel indifferent toward Nate, but I couldn’t control my anger. He’d shown no mercy and meticulously chosen his words to inflict as much harm as possible.
I couldn’t wait for my high school years to be over. I wished
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