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Chapter 15

CHAPTER XV

Morning came. I am off to a movie interview for a movie in which I am one of the main characters.

I was served some pancakes, bacon and eggs. The cameras are rolling right now. It is the third season of our reality show. Mom was the one who cooked the dish I am eating.

“Where are you going today, honey?”

I first swallowed the pancake before answering.

“Interview and then photoshoot.”

She kissed my forehead.

“Good luck, hon.” My mom now went upstairs and one camera man followed her.

I did my thing and didn’t mind the cameras.

After I was done with everything, I went to the garage.

I put my things inside the black Chevrolet trailblazer which I am going to use for my appointments today.

I am in my Plaid Lapel Collar Blouse and an acme de la vie (ADLV) retro track pants paired with Valentino Garvani climbers.

I started the car engine and started driving towards the place.

I parked my car after an hour and had trouble going inside the establishment as the media tried to block my way and asked my questions about things I don’t even have the answer to.

When I arrived, I was asked to change my outfit before the interview will start. They prepare the make-up artist and hairstylist but I asked Christine to take them out for a food treat pati na rin siya.

I can do my own make-up and hair. I know they’ve been working their ass off since early in the morning.

From the wardrobe, I choose a clet Square frill dress orange and sock boots on the same color as my dress. I styled my hair in a ponytail and arrange my bangs. Yes, I cut bangs just this morning before I head here. I went to a salon to get it done.

After I put on some light make-up, I sprayed some perfume and headed to the studio where the interview would be held.

“Sorry if I am late,” I told them.

“It’s okay, hon.” Ms. Natasha answered.

After everyone was settled, the interview started.

“What can we expect from this movie?”

I was about to answer when they started passing my favorite brand of chocolate drink until it reaches me.

“I’m sorry for that. She gets all cranky without her chocolate drink.” Sir Harry said followed by everyone’s laughter.

“She’s such a baby.”

“Our baby.” They mumbled.

“Our baby Isla needs her daily supply of chocolate drink.”

“How cute!” the host cheered.

We were just having fun with the interview that we were sad it has to end.

“Infinite War on your cinemas on Tuesday!” we exclaimed and the interview was a wrap.

I changed then passed by a restaurant where I bumped into someone I wish I didn’t.

“I-Isla, hi?”

“Excuse me, I still need to work. And hello.”

Christine is already in the photoshoot. She went there after my instruction to her. I’ll bring the whole crew food so I told her I might be late.

“Tulungan na lang po kita,” she insisted but I denied her request.

The restaurant crew, some of them, helped to put the take-out foods in my car.

“Thank you,” I told them and gave a huge amount of tip, to be equally divided to themselves.

I am not a model for the shoot but a photographer. I have taken photography class every summer when I was high school.

Since the very start of my cosmetic and clothing line, I was always the one behind the camera and the people liked how the subjects are being captured.

“Thank you po, Miss Isla.”

The day is done for me. I went home and the staff and crews are having a feast.

“Good evening everyone!” I asked one of our helpers to give out the dessert combo I have bought in a café.

“Thank you po,”

“No problem.”

I entered my room and took a shower. I slipped in my pajamas and jumped to the bed. I opened my phone to find a message from Miss Natasha and Kade?

‘Isla, outing daw tayo with the whole cast. –Natasha Kirkham’

‘Hi, Isla! –Kade Doyle’

I replied to Miss Natasha’s message but ignored Kade’s. I don’t want to be involve with him anymore.

Fast forward to a month later.

We went through with the vacation. Everyone decided to visit Islas de los Ladrones or Islands of the Thieves as translated in English. My father owns the island and that’s where I also grew up. But they have installed some cottages and two beach houses.

The beauty of the island wasn’t destroyed but the establishments are added because some would go for a vacation here. They just have to bring supplies.

It will be a week of resting. All cleared their schedule. I also want to spend time with the people I would have a longtime work. Our movie is not yet the last installment of the series. There would also be other series for each character so we’ll be expecting to work longer.

I wore a Butterfly Print Self-Tie Halter Bikini Swimsuit underneath my geometric print dress. We are to go swimming today and tomorrow, we’ll do some water sports.

Splashes of water, here and there. Everyone seems to be enjoying themselves.

“This island is amazing, Isla!”

“I was born and raised here until I was in my sixth grade then we lived in the city to continue my secondary education.”

“This vacation would be a good one since on my next film, I should have that tanned skin.”

I chuckled.

The sun striking with hotness was hurting our skin already. We decided to spent some time doing a movie marathon.

But before we could leave, I ask Timothy to take a photo of me.

After I rinse the sea water from my body, I dressed into a Tribal Print Shirred Cami Top and Belted Pants in teal green.

I posted the photo of I*******m with a beach emoji.

We watched J.R.R Tolkien’s Lord of the Rings movie adaptation. It’s everyone’s favorite so that is what we played on the TV.

“Gandalf resurrected!”

“Yeah but he is now Gandalf, the white.”

Nathan, Ms. Natasha’s twin brother decided to cook dinner. It took us five hours to finish the whole series. Well, not all. We still have one to go.

I decided to open my account and saw that there are people who keeps commenting about my belly.

I went to twitter and posted my response to their hates.

‘Would it have made you comfortable if I edited my photo to perfection? Because I could easily do that in a snap. But what message would it send the younger ones? That our photos are only likeable when we’re perfect in photos? Not me. NEVER. I was shocked by the number of comments on my I* post, pointing out my belly. That I have a belly. Yes po. I do have a belly.it holds in my organs that I need to live. It has layers of muscles that I’ve worked hard for in the gym and a layer of fat from the foods I enjoy eating. Deal with it. Added the fact that I am seated.’

I am so pissed off that I almost had a bad night but thank god, I was able to express myself to them.

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