I'll take a step away

I never thought that, that was the end. Everything was just blank and I can't explain what to feel. Impulsiveness. Unknown thoughs. Broken friendships. I wonder if it's all my fault? I'm not that beautiful anyway.

The night was long and cold. My fingertips are iced and my mind was wandering off. I thought... I thought I can't sleep but.. I'm wrong. It was a satisfying night to begin with.

Saturday was a free day for me. And just so you know, a girl like me, wasa type of girl wherein working is my passion. I don't want to call it workaholic tho. But I think it's fine. I'm Workaholic.

Well you see, I'm a part timer in a film crew. Nope, I am not an actress. I am pary of thw editing crew. The behind the scenes crew. The I-can't describe-it anymore crew. Our director was umm... I think he's kind. Professionalism never leaves him. He's great in different terms. Camera angles, emotions, editing skills, cinematography, he's awesome. I never hoped and wanted or even dared to imagine to surpass him. He is way to good. He is just ummm. how do I put it? Attitude.

"Dane? DANE!!!!" awakened by this daydream and eventually saw that Director Mikael was talking to me. And I feel like someone was staring at us. Not that bad but my gut says that it wasn't a good stare. Geezzz, too much chill in my spines.

" Sup?" I said. Unintentionally. I mean we are close? aren't we? We talked a lot about stuffs, but can we consider it as closeness? Why do I feel this weird feeling of nervousness?

"Sup? I said look at this" he said. He look so serious. And I obeyed the stuff he said. Fine. I watch it. Everything was beautifully taken. Every shot, angle, focuses everything was... perfect.

"AWESOME!!!" I exclaimed. " You are so good at this, direc" I said. He now look like a tomato. A tomato? Weird tho. " Even you can do it, ma.. maybe even better or best or I don't know, stop praising me!!!" He said. Yep proffesionalism is part of him but I do like his humbleness. I stared at him and then to his work. Can i really do such thing?

"Wait, I'll be back" he left me. And then now someone approches. " Hey senior, I see it... " she said. Missy, the scriptwriter, lot of ideas iverflowing on her mind. A lot of mystery and a lot of pain I can see in her eyes. I somehow feel that her scripts and stories were fragments of her painful past.

"See what?" I asked. She was staring at me with her wide smile. Kinda iritating and I don't know I feel that I want to burat into laughter. " Ummmm nothing, But I see it" now I am completely clueless.

" Here have some, freshen up senior, we've got a long way to go" she said and gave me a peach. A peach again? Of all the fruits why peach. Does this have any symbolism or special meaning. Arrrrghhh, that girl.

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