Chapter 3
Carla rolled over her bed for the umpteenth time, she was so nervous about the rehearsal tomorrow. She read the script right after the so called ‘professional date’ with Daniel. He made her really comfortable but still, Carla could not hide her excitement, Daniel was after all a superstar. When she read the script, she got all nervous. Her character called Rose was a Personal stylist intern. She was supposed to be the makeup and stylist for the movie and Daniel was supposed to be the actor who did not like acting but was forced for that career because of his dad’s dying wish. In the middle, her character and Daniel’s kisses. This was why she was worried. Was she a good enough kisser? What if Daniel didn’t like it and withdraws? Well, at least, if he really does that then Carla had nothing to lose because Daniel would have to kiss her to know how bad a kisser she thinks she is, Carla smiled at this thought. Then the answer came to her like magic. She just knew who can help her with this crisis.
“But mum, you never kissed me. How do you know?” Carla asked, twisting the telephone cord, biting her lower lip.
“Honey, if you were a bad kisser Jordan would have broken up with you or he would have told you. Men are like that, they would not want to kiss a bad kisser while women would not mind as it is always the heart we see- “
“Mom. Please, I really do not need the feminist talk right now. Mom, I am so nervous. I mean all the actors and actress have already acted major movies and me? I have only done school productions! That’s not the worst part, there’s going to be another girl acting as my sister and guess who it is? It's Sophia Bush! Can you believe that? I think I have made myself another hole to fall in.” Carla said, panicking. She heard her mother sigh on the other line.
“Honey, do not sell yourself short. You did not buy your way through the casting. You were chosen. It’s that so hard to believe? Listen, just do what you have always been doing and I am sure you will be just fine.” Carla’s mother told her consoling. After more comforting words from her mother, Carla said good night and hung up the phone. She felt better and fell into deep sleep which turned into a nightmare at once. About Daniel shouting and asking Carla to be replaced by somebody who can kiss.....
The next day, Carla went to the rehearsal studio an hour early. Even though she was early there were a lot of people in the canteen. She saw Jenny and quickly sat down with her,
“Morning, Carla. How’s the room? Comfy?” Jenny asked.
“Yeah, it’s fine. So what are you doing here so early? I thought rehearsal doesn’t start till 9?” Carla asked, curious. Jenny just shrugged and Carla took that as something not to be interested with. She grabbed a bite from Jenny’s sandwich and ate silently as she looked around, observing.
People were everywhere. Some were reading the script, some talking and laughing, others were just so sleepy that they put their heads on the table and slept. Carla wondered if Daniel was awake, he probably was sleeping and not worrying about anything. He had acted so many times that Carla was sure this production was an easy task for him. The mood became more and more intense as 9 o’clock seem to draw nearer and nearer. Everybody seem to be going to the studio, set and rehearsal room. When it was 8:55, Carla’s blood circulation seemed to have stopped circulating because she could feel her whole body getting numb.
“Ok, time to go. Come on, Carla.” Jenny said as she got up. Carla got up in silence; she did not know what to do. Is this the end of her life? What if she really messed up? “It’s only the rehearsal, you can make mistakes. Don’t worry.” Jenny said as she patted Carla’s shoulders and led on to the rehearsal room or studio, some might say. Carla just walked on and took deep breaths to stop her from fainting and running out of the exit door like the way she wanted to so badly.