So as I left off, Sabrina never told me her friend’s name, and that things were going well.
At like 12:40-something, the filming began. We all went to like…the library or something like that, and I thought they were shooting the scene where Marcellus and his new partner Lyla were trying to figure out how to defeat the bond villain Opal Koboi’s daughter Odette Koboi; and I was right.
When Melanie, as Lyla, said she wanted to believe everything about Marcellus, I almost, quietly, said “Aww!”
I felt sympathetic, somewhat.
“I am going to have so much fun here,” I said in a whisper, “Especially when Ronan is here!”
After, Ronan stood next to me; I felt so excited, as if he was a celebrity. He definitely looked like one.
“Hey,” I said with a wave, “You’re Ronan…correct?”
“Correct!” he said in a professional voice.
We didn’t talk for very long; a man called Ronan over. I think he was a director.
“That’s Benjamin Wayard,” said a girl, “He’s directing the movie!”
“Isn’t he from that movie called The Road to Tomorrow or something?”
“I think so. I don’t know!”
Then everyone went to the main hall entrance, I think. There were a lot of people.
Thousands, and thousands of people…or tourists, came to see their favorite novel come to life as a movie.
At least it was going well so far.
And then the next thing I knew was Ronan and I started to talk more. And we actually started to become friends.
Meanwhile, I thought I heard “Beneath the Moonlight”, coming to mind. I turned on my phone and searched for the song. I shedded a few tears……and sniffles. I felt better a couple hours later.
But later on, things were starting to go downhill. I was grouchy. Today actually started with no promised omelettes, because Mom forgot to buy eggs front the store *chuckles*!
I was starting to get a little grouchy.
And then after that “terrible” breakfast, I got dressed. I wore a wool brown skirt, black long sleeved shirt, black footed tights, and I added some make-up.
For shoes, my kitten heeled Mary Janes. And they were black. But I put them in a bag and I got dropped off.
Before I went inside, I put on my kitten heels. And believe me, my outfit got so much attention! I felt like a whole new person.
Then at 11:30am, I saw a guy delivering pizza.
Finally, I thought joyously, I’m going to be fed! Hallelujah!
I was about to grab a piece, until someone gently rubbed my arm; it slowly moved to my wrist.
Ronan looked at me with a suspicious look. So did Benjamin as well.
“I’m so sorry to say this, but…” Benjamin said as if he was trying not to upset me, “This is for the cast and crew only.”
“So…”
“He means you can’t eat here.”
I was so hurt on the inside and about to be on the outside.
So I gave a smile and said, “Oh well, that’s okay. Where was I really supposed to eat anyways?”
Ronan pointed where the sandwiches were: the other side.
At least I still get to eat.
But my celebration for ending my world hunger was cut short when the server said, “Do you have any money?”
Really?
I brought out $40 out of my bag.
This stinks! I thought.
And the server gave me a piece of cheese, a ham sandwich (my favorite), a bag of chips, and a juice pack. I was even more grouchy then that morning, when we ran out of eggs.
After I ate, I was still so grouchy; grouchier than ever. It was during filming also. I felt like shouting and screaming my body off.
I cried softly out “Why”?
My hands clenched into fists, my face all wet with tears, and my body all rifled up, I was heartbroken!
And I tried not to scream at the top of my lungs. If I did, I would’ve gotten kicked out.
And then for the rest of the day, I was sad.
At least Ronan can console me, right?
So, we began talking, and I laughed because he was so funny. I didn’t notice my hand was on his shoulder.
I leaned over and kissed his cheek. I felt a lump in my throat. Ronan looked down; I placed my hand on his shoulder.
My eyes welled up with tears, but I tried my best to not cry. And I succeeded.
But Ronan noticed I was crying and scooted a little further from me.
“Is there something wrong?”
“No,” he said, “It’s just…I heard you crying yesterday.”
“Okay…so…”
“I kind of felt uncomfortable with your crying.”
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to cry, it’s just that I was flustered because I wasn’t fed properly, deal with it! I thought we were friends?”
“We are,” Ronan said, “But, please try to respect the people when they’re filming, please.”
“I couldn’t help it!”
“Well, help it! I’m very…disappointed with you!”
And then he walked away. I went home, upset and confused. I didn’t want to talk to anyone about it. But I told my sister only.
And that brings me to today. I wasn’t happy because of how he felt about me, which happened yesterday, but I think he’ll understand me sometime soon.
I think I’ll pass you on to Sabrina. Because…I think she deserves to write more in this. I'll read her entries from her to you.
Until we meet again.