Film of Love

Vingt-Cinq

It’s been weeks since the Olympics started. The Olympic lasts for a while and still can’t believe that Dem just won the award. The chilly air in the city is starting to be stronger now. Aryn is in the dining table with her laptop on. She believes that this day will be confirmed if she is hired or not. She thought that the process will take shorter but she was wrong about it.

“Will you pass me the orange, please!” Cosette requested. Aryn bat an eye to her, she wants to whine but she controls it and still get the orange for her cousin. She is anxious because she might miss the email from the company.

“What are you doing anyway?”

“Well, I am waiting for the email!” she replied.

“Oh!~” she uttered with an amuse face.

“AHHH!” Arny screamed as she finally received the email. Tristan gave her a hint that it might be today, even though it’s just a hint she still waited and finally after waiting since in the morning, she received her first letter of result.

“Don’t forget to breath, Aryn!” her cousin teased her. She just realized that and let herself breath again.

“I’m opening it!” she muttered. She was carefully hold the mouse and clicks the mail gently.

“Good Day, Ms. January Ashton you passed our interview and gladly have you in our company as one of the hired scriptwriter intern.”

“What did the email said?” Cosette surprisingly left her phone to wait the for her answer.

“I did it! I did it!” she exclaimed. “I did it! I am hired!”

“Omg! Congratulations!”

“Am I hearing it right, Aryn?”

“Yes, Auntie! I did it! I am now employed!”

“That’s really great to hear!” she said and smiled proudly. “Your mom will glad to hear the news! You must tell her!”

“Yes, auntie I will,”

“I’ll be back to my room, if ever you need my help just knock!”

“Yeah, sure!” her auntie agreed and January left the dining room. She plops in her bed as she went for her phone to tell her mom, dad, Tristan and Dem. The email is not that short so she read the email until its very end and she also download a file—where the history and introduction of the company, what should she expect about her work in the company and some lists of higher persons in the company.

“Whoa! I can’t believe it,” she mumbled to herself as she rolled to face the ceiling.

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The email itself is still unbelievable! I looked up and feel what today’s event is— it seems so fast but at the same time enough time to still organize myself and thoughts about this life I will be entering in. I should stop being clumsy, and childish because I am entering the adulthood. I am an adult since I passed my legality age but the feeling of having my own work, my own support will drastically change my life in a good one, maybe—who knows my fate will be.

My phone went on because of the incoming call. This might be Tristan I guessed. He is the person who looks after me about this whole thing. He is such a nice guy to help me to at least step foot on the company he works.

“Good afternoon, Aryn!” Tristan greeted as soon as I answered it.

“Hello! Why did you call?” I asked.

“Just checking you out and want to say, Congratulations on passing the interview!” he said happily which warms my heart.

“Thanks, Trist!” I responded. “By the way, I will be in the scriptwriting internship the day after tomorrow, any advice?”

“Honestly, I don’t have knowledge about it but do your best and I hope one day I’ll be acting one of your written script or be one in a film directed by you,”

“About that…you’ll be waiting,”

“That’s fine as long as you’ll do it!”

“Fine! I’ll keep it noted,”

“So you’ll be coming on Monday—I guessed?”

“It’s Saturday, so yeah!”

“Great! I’ll be seeing you a lot now label mate!”

“What should I call you in the company?” I asked the obvious, but then I added, “Mr. Etienne?”

“Well…hmm…yeah! You can use that!” he approved.

“That’s the option in the list,”

“yeah, that’s really what you will think,”

“Do you have work this week?”

“I am bit free but I will be shooting for SFT Telecoms and then maybe start training for my first ever movie after 2 weeks from now,” he explained. “For the next few days, I want to tour your maybe help you adjust in the company.”

“Oh, no that’s too much!” I protested, I can’t let him do that—that’s beyond for me, being a friend of celebrity is too much, how about letting him do the work of touring me and making feel comfortable, with my new family.

“I insist!” he said. “I really want make you feel at home with someone you know. I know it’s better to be accompanied by a friend, isn’t it?”

“Well, I think I am being too much. I don’t want you to take me as friend who is a freeloader but yes, it is true that I will feel better if you’ll be my guide but I want to explore and make new friends,”

“Well…if that is what you want then I can’t change that, can I?”

“Yes, I am sorry!”

“That’s fine!” he said in his lower voice that makes me feel guilty that I turned his kind offer but I have my reasons.

“So that’s it, I think I’ll be seeing you soon. Bye!” he said and ended the call. I really hurt his feeling this time. I don’t know what to do but I told him the reason and its should be enough for him.

For an hour I kept thinking about it when I should be doing research and study for work. I was given a fully day to at least organize my things and thoughts. I stand up and walk towards my shelf wherein I store my drafts for a series or even for a movie.

I grab a brown vintage notebook is thick with full of sticky notes on it. It’s my idea bank notebook, wherein I write many ideas as I can think of and then when I have a story or I finally completed a story line, I’ll put it to my clean bank—the clean bank is where all the ideas must be put and it should be clean and organize. The notebook is a blue vintage notebook.

All this time of the day I put myself into my study mode and try to revise my good old stuff to put and create their newer versions if ever I’ll be starting or need to make a sample of it.

Until the night falls, it also the time where all my ideas where falling and I am listing it in my idea bank. It’s a chilly night and I decided to get a sleep and continue it tomorrow.