Chapter 146 New Direction
“Things I will not tolerate are tardiness, diva-syndrome, and any sort of bad attitude whatsoever,” Wilma Wallace was saying as the cast of the movie sat around the table in the conference room. “I don’t care who you are, how famous you are, or how many awards you’ve won.” With that last comment, she looked right at Andrea. In fact, she seemed to be concentrating a lot of her dirty looks at Andrea, which made her wonder who’d been talking to the new director about her and what lies she’d been told. “I will simply let anyone go who isn’t willing to be a part of this team. Is that understood?”
Everyone verbally noted that they understood and agreed, even Sarah, whose face was a bit red and swollen that morning. Andrea wondered if it was a result of all of the makeup Stephon had had to take off the other night for the awards ceremony.
“Very good. Now, Sarah will only be with us for two more days since she has another set to be on. We will get her scenes shot first, and then she won’t be on set anymore. Which should help with some of the cat fights I’ve been hearing about.” Again, Wilma narrowed her eyes at Andrea behind her thick-rimmed, black glasses and gave the same look to Sarah. “We will stick to the schedule closely. I wish we had time to go back and reshoot some scenes that, in my opinion, were not optimized. But we do not have time for that, so we will simply finish this film as quickly as possible, and put this abomination behind us!”
Andrea swallowed hard. She’d put a lot of love, blood, sweat, and tears into this movie, and to hear someone call it an abomination was painful. With any luck, it could still do good at the box office, even if Wilma didn’t like it.
“One more thing, I’ve brought on a new actor to liven things up a little bit in some of the remaining scenes. He’ll be here tomorrow morning. You all have rewrites of the four scenes he’ll be added to. If you have any questions or problems, don’t bother to ask me because I don’t care what you think.”
With that, Wilma waved her hand, and everyone got up from the table and headed out to the sound stage, those who had scenes that day heading to either makeup or to the costume designers. Andrea didn’t have a scene until later that day, so she went to look over the new script. She sat in her chair near the set and flipped it open.
None of her lines had been changed, so that was a good thing. What she didn’t like was how the new character took some of the limelight off of Travis’s character. She saw him across the way reading the script, and his body language showed he wasn’t happy either.
Sarah sat down in the seat next to her, which happened to be Lance’s, but he was in makeup. “Can you believe this?” Sarah asked in a whisper. “It’s like she wants to blame me and you for everything that’s happened in this circus.”
“Yeah,” Andrea said, trying not to say anything more. She didn’t want to talk to Sarah. She was still upset about what she’d heard her half-sister saying behind her back at the party the other night. But she also didn’t want to bring it up because she didn’t want Sarah to know she’d been eavesdropping either.
“How are you?” Sarah asked with a friendly smile. “Did you find a place on the mantel for that award?”
“I did. I’m good. How are you?”
“Okay. I miss Stewart, though. Don’t the weekdays just stretch out when we aren’t with them? Are you going to the race at Bristol Motor Speedway this weekend?”
“I’ll be there.”
“Awesome. Okay—take care.” Sarah patted her arm and headed over toward costumes, and Andrea looked at the place where her half-sister had touched her trying to figure out what was happening. Was she really trying to be nice now, or was this all some sort of an act?
Wilma started barking directions, and Andrea’s mind went to other things. She checked the time and saw she had ten minutes before she was supposed to head to Nevaeh for her costume and then to Stephon. At least Wilma wasn’t reshooting anything. Maybe she was right and this movie just needed to go away. But Andrea wasn’t ready to just watch it lay down and die. She was going to keep doing her best because that’s what she did with everything.
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