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I just finished up with the only scene I am in. I head to the bathroom trailer to change into my street clothes.
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I don't have a trailer, i guess i'm not important enough. Jensen, Jared, and Misha don't talk to me, I mean who would want to talk to a 16 year old nobody. It was luck i got this job in the first place. I mean when i went into the audition not knowing it was a supernatural audition. Went i got the call that i would be on Supernatural, the show i love. I felt like i was in heaven. I thought that i would be best friends the guys. Braking things with Jared. Pulling pranks with Jensen. Having fun with Misha. And laughing with all three. But instead i was told to stay away from them. By my manager, he said that they didn't need to babysit a 16 year old girl. He made sure i wasn`t around them. A text on my phone breaks my though.
Manager:
Hurry up. The boys will be there soon.
I roll my eyes. I put my show clothes in the wardrobe trailer. And run to the back gate. My driver is my only true friend here. I like to talk to him, he likes to listen to me. When i get to the car the door is already open. I smile and get in.
“So Miss. Summers how was work.” Austin asked.
“It was good, short, but good. Oh, do you mend taken me to dance class today?”
“No not at all.” Went we got to my “house”. It really was a one room apartment. it was so i would leave the guys alone. But that also meant i was alone. Its small but being small it works for me.
When i get inside i take off my hat and put it on the table. I sit in my chair and watch tv. After about 3 hours of watching, i turn it off. I sit at the table do some homework. when i put the date on the paper i notice it is almost my birthday. I would have forgotten if i had not been paying attention to date on the paper. I make some food for myself before dance class. After my snack i get a text.
Austin:
ready for dance class
Me:
Be right there.
I grab my old beat up dance shoes. And run out to the car. ‘Maybe i will buy new dance shoes for my birthday. It will be my present’ I thought.
When we got the the dance studio, I thanked Austin and ran inside. Dance class was hour long. It was 7 pm,when I got out. I didn't want to mess up Austin night so i walked home. It`s not the first time i have done this. So i knew watch way to go. When i was halfway there i got a text.
Manager:
They want you on set at 1am.
I sighed, i knew i wasn't going to get any sleep. I was way behind on homework and didn't understand anything that was on the homework, there was no one to help me. I look at my phone and is tempted to text one of the guys. ‘They don`t want take care of you. they don`t even want you to be around them’ My manager's voice said in my head. He was right. I put my phone want and continue to walk home.