Fan Fiction |
by Jenny Tran
Amy had other things on her mind, she wondered how she could approach the problem with Philip. She looked around for the cooler but could not find it. She looked at the make up girl “Mary, did we bring the cooler?”
The girl looked around “Maybe someone forgot to bring it?”
Amy let out a curse as she felt suddenly stressful. She knew Philip needed his bottle of water before starting a scene. She looked around and could not find a person in sight let alone a convenient store to buy water. Amy turned back and found the crew setting up light, which mean she had some time to look for a store. She recalled down the road, they passed by a remote city. It was at least a few blocks down. She knew she had to rush if she wanted to get back in time. She had on sandals which mean it wasn’t helping her get there quicker.
Completely out of breath by the time she reached the little town, she asked the first person she saw “Where is there a shop that sells water bottles?”
The elder lady smiled kindly “It’s at least another block down, sweetie.” She looked down at her sandals “The road is a little bumpy, so take your time.” She warned.
Amy had no time to worry about her shoes as she thanked the woman and went on her way. She reached the store and bought four water bottles. She must have been rushing up the hill when she tripped over a few pebbles and fell on her knees. Crying out in pain as she knew it was pretty scrapped up but she didn’t worry about it since she was expected back at the filming site. The last thing she needed was for the whole crew to go out searching for her.
She limped most of her way back but quickly straightened out her leg when she reached the group. She saw Philip talking to Mary and then he looked up spotting her with a bag in her hands. He rushed over to her “Where have you been? I was about to send out a search party.” He scolded with a worried tone but she mistaken it for annoyed.
“I’m sorry. I just ran to the convenient store to buy some water.” She held up the bag and pulled out one bottle.
He grabbed it from her hand before she could open it “That store is at least five blocks from here. Are you crazy?”
“We forgot to bring the cooler and I know you would need water. It wasn’t that far.” She brushed it off lightly and began walking away.
“Next time, just tell me where your going before you run off on your own. This town is foreign to us, no one knows their way around, if you get lost, what would we do?” he followed and continued to give her grief.
She sighed “Yes, father.”
“It’s not funny, Amy.” He stopped her with his hands on her shoulders “I don’t want anything happening to you.”
She nodded without looking at him in the eye “It won’t happen again.” She pulled away lightly when a few people began glancing their way.
Filming began and it wasn’t until four hours later until everyone took a mandatory lunch break. Boxes of packed lunch was brought out and passed around to everyone. Most of the people laid out newspaper or napkins as they sat on the green grass meadow. Amy’s knees were still stinging from the fall she had earlier. She sat near the bus away from the crowd. She pulled up her black slacks to her knees while cleaning the bruise with a wet napkin. The cuts were left alone for too long because they stung like salt on a cut when she dabbed it carefully.
“Amy!” Philip called out looking for her. She quickly pulled down her pants.
“I’m here, Philip!” she returned the call.
He curved around the corner of the bus, in his hands were two white boxes with the chicken and rice “I brought you your lunch.” He handed it to her “Is something wrong with this picture?”
She laughed “Would you like a raise?” she took it from him “Thanks.”
“Why are you hiding out here?” he asked curiously.
Amy shrugged “I just want to be alone.” Suddenly she thought of something. Getting up from her seat, she winced in pain but she was careful for him not to see it. “We should get back to the group before rumors start flying.”
“Let ‘em fly, I live for them.” He said firmly “Are you going to tell me what’s wrong?”
“I told you I’d tell you later.” A touch of annoyance in her voice as she began to walk away, this time her limp was more obvious.
He looked down at her knees “Hey, your pants are dirty.” Without thinking, he leaned over and brushed it off her knees.
She cried out in pain “Ow!” she pulled herself back and held up her hands “I’ll do it myself.” She backed away from him but it was too late, he was on to her.
“What’s wrong with your leg?” he pointed. She shook her head “Let me see.” His authority tone of voice took over.
“It’s just a little scrape.” She said nonchalantly and began walking away.
He blocked her way and looked down at her sternly “Show me or I will do it myself. You know I will too.” He warned. She knew him well enough to know that he kept his word, she bent over and pulled up her pant legs gingerly, afraid to touch the wound. His eyes widened in shock “That is no scrape, Amy. Oh my God! What in the world happen?”
“Clumsy old me, I tripped and fell right now. I was too embarrassed to sit with everyone else.” She lied.
Philip gave her is boxed lunch “Hold this.” He bent down and she thought he was looking at it with a closer eye, instead he pulled up her other pant leg and it was practically identical to the other. Both knees were bleeding. “You’re not a very good liar. Some part is already dried up. It didn’t just happen. Was it this morning?” She nodded slowly. He sighed. “Sit down, Amy.” He commanded.
“What are you going to do?” she asked like a scared puppy.
“Something you should have done earlier.” He rushed around the bus and got the first aid kit from Mary. He came back and tended to her wounds. It only made her feel more uncomfortable.
“I can do it myself.” She reached for the cotton in his hand but he was quicker as he pulled it away.
“No. I don’t care if you use to be an ex nurse, it was my fault this happened to you.” He sounded more angry at himself. But he was gentle as can be as he cleaned her wound and patched it up with four bandages.
“I was never a nurse.” Amy said after he was done.
“Well, I’m playing a doctor, it’s close enough.” He was finally in his teasing voice again.
“That’s not the same.” She said a matter of factly. He looked at her sternly “Okay, fine, I won’t say anything else.” She pushed herself to get up and he was instantly on her side helping her up. “You didn’t even eat lunch.” She pointed out.
“You didn’t either.” He glanced at his watch “15 minutes again.” He said shortly reminding her of her first day on the job.
Amy smiled as she open her box “I’ve learned to eat much faster.” To his surprise, the normally conservative girl began to stuff her face. He smiled as he too began eating fast.
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It was almost 10pm by the time they finally returned to the studio. Philip insisted on escorting her off the bus but she kept pushing him away “I can walk fine. My legs are still working.” She said sternly. Everyone in the bus knew what had happened to her since Philip told everyone.
He jumped off the bus first and turned as he put out a hand to help her down. Mary looked at them with a grin “Hey, what about me?” she put out her hand playfully and everyone burst out laughing.
“When you injure yourself for me, I’ll help you.” Philip said with a smile.
Amy leaned into his ear “Can you not announce that to the whole world?”
He rolled his eyes and wrapped an arm around her waist as he assisted her into the studio. “It’s not the whole world, just the cast and crew.” When they reached his personal office, he closed the door behind him and turned to her “Okay, now will you tell me what’s going on?”
She knew it was coming, too bad she wasn’t prepared “I…uh…gosh, do we really have to do this now?” she let out a fake yawn.
“Yes.” He said firmly.
Amy sighed “Fine. I…don’t want to get involved with my boss. I appreciate that you think so highly of me and that you think I’m easy to get along with but…I’m just not the girl for you.”
Philip muffled a laugh as he covered his mouth with his hands “I see…” he blurted out before cracking up. She frowned at him and it made him laugh louder “Don’t look at me like that.”
“So you don’t…” she started and he shook his head. She turned away obviously embarrassed “Oh my gosh…I’m such a dork.” She covered her face in her hands.
He was still smiling as he walked over to comfort her “Oh, it’s not that bad. All my assistants thought I liked them.”
“Yeah, right!” she got away from his grasp “I don’t blame you for wanting to fire me now.”
He laughed “Why would I do that? I have the best laughs with you. You are really something else, Amy Chan.”
“Somehow, I don’t see it as amusing.” She sat down on the chair with a thump “I’m soo embarrassed.”
He pouted his lips at her “Awww, it’s not that bad.” He comforted. He stroked at her pony tail and then suddenly pulled away “Oh, I’m sorry, am I giving you the wrong message?”
She looked up at him “I’m never going to hear the end of it am I?” he shook his head “I quit then.”
“Oh no you don’t. You’re the best assistant I have. I’m not letting you go that easily.” He smiled more sincerely “Don’t worry, this is between us.” She sighed with relief and he laughed. “Hey, did Johnny tell you that I liked you?”
Amy looked up with wide eyes “Oh gosh, don’t tell him, please. He’ll torture me!”
Philip nodded “I know, I won’t tell anyone. So he did tell you?” she nodded and he was already pondering a comeback for this embarrassment he caused Amy. “Don’t worry, little Amy. No one picks on my people and gets away with it.”
“What are you going to do?” she asked, almost afraid to know yet another secret.
“I don’t know yet. But when I get the chance, he’ll be sorry he was ever born nosy.” A wicked grin crossed his face.