Mel's audition, as mentioned in last chapter.
"WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?" I yelled, not controlling my anger at all. I could feel tears prickling at my eyes already. "Just...Why...?" My voice trailed off as the sadness of reality came hitting back onto me. "How was that?"
"That was good." Jon replied, my face fell. Good? Was I only 'Good'?
"Good?" I repeated. I was usually quite, well, amazing! How could I have only been good? I thought I did well. I thought my audition was at least at a very good status. Not just good.
"Mel..." I didn't have the slightest clue what he was going to say, but it wasn't going to be good. That I could tell. "You haven't been into acting for a while." Now it was getting worse. "I think..." Jon trailed off, hoping I was getting the point of it before he actually had to tell me.
"You think I've lost my touch?" That was exactly what he was trying to say. My acting wasn't up to par because mom had been depressed and not gotten me any auditions in a while. Then I had started high school and mom was still pretty depressed at that point, too. I was losing my touch.
I could see what Jon meant. My acting wasn't as good as it used to be, but that wasn't my fault. If I had stuck to acting full time then maybe I wouldn't have lost my game, but that's just how life plays out. It wasn't my fault, end of story.
"Mel, I think I was wrong about this." Jon told me, he was right, though. Maybe this part just wasn't for me. As an actress I knew exactly how to handle rejection. There would be other parts for me to audition for and that was what mattered.
I nodded my head solemnly at Jon and stood up. I made way over to the door and turned back to face the director. He had his chin in his palm and looked deep in thought.
As soon as I opened the door, Jon called back to me.
"Mel, what about your boyfriend?" Boyfriend? What was he talking about?
"Jackson?" I questioned. He had been my only boyfriend, but we were no longer together. I thought that Ryan had gone bragging about having his 'baby girl' back from that jackass as soon as he heard the news.
"No." He replied. "That boy you came here with." What bo-Then it hit me. Jon had been watching me and Logan playing around on the steps as we entered the building. We were just being childish, trying to push each other back down onto the sidewalk.
"Logan?" Jon looked at me, just his usual smile on his face. "Logan isn't my boyfriend!" I told him, before realizing the door was open and Logan and Ryan could more than likely hear me. So, I slammed it shut and walked back to the desk. "What do you want with Logan anyway?"
"But you would say that, wouldn't you?" I narrowed my eyes and played a perfectly fickle smile on my face. "Now, why would you say that?"
"I would say that because it's true." Logan replied, smiling slightly at me.
"Prove it." I retorted and Logan moved closer to me. Gently, he pressed his soft lips to my peach lip glossed ones. I know it was only acting, but I had that feeling in the pit of my stomach. The same feeling I had when we hugged, but stronger. It was like the butterflies were on drugs and throwing a party in my abdomen.
We pulled apart after a few seconds, but it still gave me plenty of time to think things over in my mind. I was falling for Logan Andrews.
No. No you are not, Melissa Ross! You are not falling for him.
I think we put Jon into a state of shock from the kiss. He hadn't been expecting us to do the stage directions on the script as well as the text. I turned to the director, chewing my bottom lip in anticipation.
Jon didn't say anything at first. He was switching his eyes between me and Logan, waiting for one of us to make the first move. So I did.
"It was good." Again with the good? "Very good." Very good! Very good was better than nothing, so I guess that was what I had to settle for. "I think you two have chemistry together." Trust Jon to try and hook us up in the middle of my audition. "So, I was thinking, if the both of you were interested, I want the two of you to come back next week for a rehearsal." A rehearsal? WITH LOGAN?!
My heart was already beating a hundred miles an hour, but it still managed to quicken up even more. I was worried they would be able to see it beating right out of my chest.
I know it was only a quick appearance on a TV show, but it was with Logan. My best friend Logan. Logan! I was over the moon excited about it. Me and Logan, side-by-side, working on a TV show together. Logan! I couldn't stop repeating his name in my mind. Logan...
"Sure!" I replied, way over excited about it. Jon then turned to Logan, who was trying to decide on an answer. I was praying he'd say yes. I know acting wasn't his thing, he still had a life back at school and acting was a big thing to step into.
He turned to me, his dark brown eyes sparkling in the well-lit office. I knew he wanted to know what my opinion was, so I tried to encourage him through my eyes, without looking like an escaped mental patient who forgot to take their pills. Which I probably looked like anyway.
"Um...I guess I could try it." He replied, smiling at me, and then turning back to Jon, who was still smiling at the two of us.
As we went to move out of the room, I could have sworn Jon had winked at me. But I was too wrapped up in my mind thinking about me and Logan and filming and working together on a TV show and how amazing this was going to be, not only for me, but for us. It was only going to get better from here.