Chapter 9
I was shakingand freezing in the water Aires and I were in. This was our first day on set, and we were already in the frigid cold ocean. My teeth chattered, and my skin was going numb.
Aires pulled me into his body, wrapping his arms around my neck. “Are you okay?”
“I’m fucking freezing.”
“I’m fucking freezing too.”
“Now it makes sense why they gave us a B12 shot this morning. They don’t want us to get pneumonia.”
He rubbed his hands up and down my arms. “It could be worse.”
“What’s worse than this again?”
“Ummm… I don’t know. Maybe covered in spiders or something.”
“Oh yeah, that would suck.”
“Alright, you two!” B. Night shouted on his megaphone, sitting in his director’s chair above the water. “Get back to your spot, Aires.”
He nodded, winking at me before swimming to the back of the plane. We filmed the crash scene this morning, and now we were working on the aftermath when I was knocked out. It was hard to concentrate on what we were there to do when this was entirely another level of acting.
I couldn’t feel my fingers, but luckily, I may actually pass out, so it was a win, win.
“Okay!” B. Night exclaimed as I shut my eyes and placed almost my entire face in the water to make it look like I could be drowning.
I can do this. I was made for this. You’re Bailey Pierce-McGraw, you fucking got this!
B. Night yelled, “ACTION!”
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