Chapter 6

*Spencer’s P.O.V*

I’ve been working hard to avoid Ashley all week and it’s actually going well. But the filming, however, is not. We must have taken thousands of shots of the same just cause she can’t get it right. I know, I know. It’s actually my fault but I can’t help but try and steer clear of her.

I haven’t been getting any sleep and it’s really taking a toll on me. Sometimes I’ll just spurt things and embarrass myself. Most of the time I’ll just get really cranky and take it out on those around me.

I actually feel sorry for Ashley as I see her sigh after I yell cut for what seems to be the millionth time. She actually is trying her best, I can see that much. I can actually see her guessing what it is that she’s doing wrong.

I just really want her to unwind. In the video, she doesn’t play the girl whose father is dead. She’s just the singer. However, her expression makes us believe that, and it’s really taking a lot of focus away from the girl, and the story behind the song. I need her to look distant, and yet familiar.

Unfortunately I can’t bring myself to tell her this. I know I’m a coward, but like I said, confrontation doesn’t go well with me.

I decide to try the shot one more time before I decide to take a break, but it isn’t long before I yell “CUT!”

I call a break and walk off to get more coffee. I hear the groaning filling the air and know that people must really hate me right no, but I ignore them and go about on my way. That is until I feel a tap on my shoulder.

I turn around and I’m shocked to see Ashley look at me with a determined gaze in her eyes. I instinctually take a few steps back. She proceeds by taking another step towards me, and I take another two steps back. She does it again and this time I turn on my heel and settle on doing what I do best. Run.

Well, I was about to when, mid stride I suddenly hear her call out.