The next day was Saturday so Sofia slept in. She never had any shifts during the weekends and when she woke, she came to slowly, reveling in the late morning sun that filtered in through her curtains while planning her day. **************************** "Ok, Ryan, Ryan!" He yelled, this time getting immediate effect. "Take 5." The director said, turning to attend to someone else. Ryan kicked back on his chair and pushed the mic from his mouth, "I'm fine." "Make it ten." The director said over his shoulder. He jumped to his feet and came off the set. "I said I'm fine!" This got everyone's, the director included, attention. He walked back to Ryan and sighed, "Yeah, this is bad." He was shaking his head. "Look Ryan." He continued, "You're just ranting. All I'm listening to is your body language and right now, it's telling me that you've got writer's block. Except, you're not a writer so I'm gonna need you to take 5 and sort out whatever it is that's bugging you ok?" Ryan sighed and
Sofia stopped running when she was leaning against the back of her door. She locked it behind her. She hadn't checked if he was following her but she prayed not, sliding down till she sat against the door with her legs drawn up against her. "Why? Why him?" She sobbed silently. Why did she have to feel the spark with him of all people? She bent her head, she'd always thought her spark would be with the perfect guy. A very romantic one at that but this? .... She stayed there, visibly troubled. He was probably the world's greatest ever Casanova. Why him? She mused over it, losing track of time. She even ended up sleeping in that position. That night, she awoke, feeling uncomfortable. She actually dropped to the floor seconds after she got up, feeling dizzy. Sofia groaned, all her limbs felt dead. Just then, Jessi called her. "Hey, Soph." "What's up?" Sofia asked, as she crawled over and leaned against her sofa. "What happened between you and Ryan?" Jessi asked and immediately
Minutes later, Ryan was leading Sofia, hand in hand across the parking lot of the studio, once they came round, cameras started flashing as the press, who were waiting for updates on the release saw them. "Don't talk," Ryan said and Sofia nodded, trying to shield her face from view. They got in easily and Ryan clapped, "The light's back on!" Sofia rolled her eyes but she could hear female laughter inside. "Your mood seems amazing Ryan, hope we could put it to good use this time." The director said, coming out to meet them. His eyes picked out Sofia at once and he brushed past Ryan, moving on to her. "You must be Sofia Delacruz. Loved your interview. Original. I know a masterpiece when I see one. And Jessi did a good job on you too. Rico Suarez, director, artist, artiste, and much more. At your service." He said, taking her hand in his and planting a kiss on it. Sofia smiled, not knowing what to say. Rico turned, "Jessi!" He called and she came out an open door to the left, paus
After Sofia agreed, she was given some prep time, at first with Rico and then on her own. From there, she passed through the stylist department where Jessi brought her fantasies to life on her friend. Sofia walked on set as Vanessa and Rico, the first to notice, gasped. "Where were you all my career?" Sofia blushed, chuckling a bit. She was in an ocean green gown and stood on wedges. Ryan was already on set and the look he gave her was upsetting the butterflies in the pit of her stomach. They were only going to shoot one scene, the last one for the episode and she was already feeling this way. She looked up, wondering if she should ask her Abuela to pray for her, and chuckled, she couldn't believe herself, shrugging off her negativity, she prepared herself for the shoot. It was several hours later in the studio and the crew gathered around to see the finished product before it would be released. ********************* ...The prince, Nikolas came out of his palace in a robe and
Ryan and Sofia walked to his Ferrari, the lot was devoid of people; it was a bit late at night but there were few cars parked there. "Today was fun." She said, a smile spreading slowly across her face as she glanced at him. He chuckled, "We do make a wonderful pair, don't we?" "We did spark after all." She whispered, looking away. "What was that?" He asked, leaning towards her. "Nothing." She immediately replied, burning red in the face. He smiled and she picked up her pace, getting to the car before him. They got in and Ryan tried starting the engine. However, it refused to come to life despite his “multiple attempts”. Sofia sighed in exasperation, “What now?” “I don’t know why it won’t start. Ryan breathed, twisting the red key without pushing the red start button. He knew she wouldn’t notice. “Don’t worry, I’ll call my valet. Wait a little bit.” They got out and Ryan walked off, making the call while she sat on the hood. He joined her once he was done. "Are you s
Few days later, Sofia was on her way to work. She took her shortcut through the alley to avoid the busy and at times distracting traffic. "Excuse me miss." The man's voice sounded sharp and witty. "Yeah?" She groaned, sighing inwardly as she turned to face him. He was tall and lean; his face possessing aquiline features. "David Richards, director, and producer." He said, offering her a handshake. "Oh." She replied, nodding. "I see where this is going. Thanks, but no. I'm not interested." She said, turning to walk away but he held her by the arm. "Wait just a minute. I'll make it worthwhile." He said with a twinkle in his eye, However, Sofia currently had other concerns. She scowled, looking at the point where he held her, "Get your hand off me." Just then, someone else showed up. "Hands off her, Richard what's his name." Ryan was walking towards them in a black denim jacket on a long white T-shirt with leathered ends and black pants with white Nikes. David hissed, "
Ryan's parties were always one for the ages and this one was not going to be an exception. He picked Sofia at the appointed time and took her to a fancy uptown boutique. However, they had to call Jessi to help Sofia with getting a dress because Ryan, of course, had some work to do. Even so, he dropped a credit card with them and asked them to call once they were done. He later arrived in a chauffeured SUV and they left with him. As they rounded an upward bend leading to his home, Sofia couldn't hide her amazement, Jessi didn't even try. The bars slid apart automatically like they would for any of his cars. They rounded the large driveway with a fountain in the middle where the water movement was never in the same pattern. The house itself was an architectural masterpiece of glass and white, sitting on a lot of acres. They got down at the entrance to the building and the chauffeur continued on to the garage. Ryan stepped onto the glass porch and the edge lighting came on, he
Rico was chilling at Ryan’s poolside with some guy he was currently seeing, when he noticed a patrol car pulling up. “Hold on babe, I’ll be right back.” He chirped, putting on his robe as he walked to the front of the building. Ryan was stepping out from the back door, led by a blonde officer. Rico gasped, “What the hell?"he muttered. “What happened to him officer?” He asked, rushing to meet them. “Oh nothing really.” She smiled, casting obvious glances at Ryan. “He’s just unfit to ride a car… "Rico snapped his fingers real fast, bringing her back. “Pardon me sir, she flushed, leaving Ryan to stand on his own. “My colleague and I apprehended Mr. Barnes here for driving with what he called ‘suicidal intent’.” “And your colleague?” “Pardon me sir?” “Your colleague. Where is he?” “Oh, he’s taking Mr. Barnes car to the station. “Mr. Barnes will have to be put on a 48hr supervised house arrest. After which, his state of mind will determine further action. “I offered to be his s