Spotlight

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this photo is how Mae looks for the scene that is shot btw

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When I woke up the next morning, the only thing I could feel was the pounding of my head, and the sound of pounding on the front door.

I stumbled over to the door in my slippers, and unchained the door, slowly opening up the door to Michelle's face.

"Hi!" she happily said, handing me a coffee in a white cup. She pushed herself into my hotel room, as she walked her way over to the bed and sat down.

I loudly shut the door behind myself and rubbed the tiredness out of my eyes.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, yawning.

"I thought we could run some lines?" she laughed.

I looked at her confused. She drank more than I did last night, how was she at my hotel room so bright and early?

"I haven't even looked at my lines yet Michelle, sorry."

"I know you haven't. Hence why I brought the coffee..." she laughed, curling her legs underneath her on the edge of my unmade bed. She sifted through her handbag to find the script for the first episode, and placed it on the bed in front of her.

"If you're going to excel in the industry, you're going to have to carry these things everywhere. You can just read them in the back of a taxi if you really wanted to," she smiled, flicking to the first page of dialog.

I walked over to my bedside table and slid open the drawer, where I found the script that I put in there yesterday. I flipped open to the same page as Michelle, and started reading through the lines for the opening scene.

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The next few days were filled with impromptu coffee dates with cast members and late nights up in hotel rooms full of rehearing lines. I found the best method to rehearse by myself was imagining the scene in my head, and picturing how it would play out.

When the next Wednesday rolled around, we had to be up bright and early to film our last scene.

At five a.m. I made my way to my hair and makeup van, where I had met the people who would be styling me for the next few years, if everything went my way.

There were some minor scenes that were filmed mid-week with Tristan, Michelle and Brian, even though they weren't part of the true story. Some parts were added in to show Tristan's character Nate, and how his life was before he met my character Lily.

It was an interesting concept honestly, how my life could easily be made into a television series for thousands, if not millions of people to watch on television once a week.

When I made my way on set, there was a coffee van already provided for the beginning of the six a.m. shoot. Tristan was covered up in a picnic rug as he shivered at the cold summery morning we were experiencing. Since he skinny dipped with Olivia late last week, we hadn't really spoken. We'd caught up on set every day but strictly professional only.

The director led us down to the lake where we were going to be filming our final scene. It was supposed to be shot late at night, but due to scheduling conflicts of Tristan's we had to film this early in the morning.

Pete led us to the edge of the pier, where he wanted us to sit. Behind us, the tech producers worked on providing light to a certain degree so that they could get the perfect shot that they needed. They even provided fake moonlight, as the moon wasn't in it's full.