Set Days Pt. 1

I woke up to Clea scrolling through her phone at the foot of my bed, a huge grin on her face. "What's got you so excited this early in the morning?" I asked, still groggy from sleep.

"Remember the set photos we posted online yesterday?" she said, still scrolling through her phone.

"Yeah, what about them?" I asked, sitting up in bed.

"They've gone viral!" she exclaimed, turning the phone towards me to show me the notifications pouring in. "Your fan base is growing by the minute, Jazmine!"

I couldn't believe it. It felt like just yesterday I was struggling to find my place in this world, and now I had people excited to see what I could do. "This is crazy," I said, feeling a mixture of excitement and nerves.

"It's only going to get crazier," Clea said, her eyes sparkling. "Kyle reposted the photos too, and he's got a huge following. The buzz around you is only going to get bigger."

I felt a rush of excitement and fear at the same time. What if I couldn't live up to everyone's expectations? What if I wasn't good enough? Clea must have sensed my anxiety because she placed a comforting hand on my shoulder. "Hey, don't worry about it," she said. "You're talented, and you're going to do great. Just focus on being the best version of yourself."

I took a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves. She was right. I had to focus on being the best Jazmine Jade I could be. "You're right," I said, giving her a grateful smile. "I'm going to do my best."

Over the next few days, the buzz around me only continued to grow. People were excited to see me make my debut in Clea's next movie, and I couldn't wait to show them what I was capable of. It was a bit overwhelming at times, but Clea was always there to help me navigate the spotlight.

On our second day of filming, I take a deep breath as I sit in the vanity van, preparing for the next scene. Clea is busy going over the lines, and I'm just trying to get into character, but my thoughts are racing. Suddenly, the door opens, and Kyle walks in, ready for his scene.

"Hey, guys," he greets us with a smile. "How's it going?"

Clea looks up from the script and nods in acknowledgment. I **** a smile and give a little wave.

Kyle then turns to me, his smile growing wider. "Hey, Jazmine, I was thinking. Since we're kind of a thing now, maybe we should make it official in front of Clea?"

My heart drops. I freeze, not knowing what to say. Becoming a couple with Kyle was never part of the plan, but I know that saying no would only lead to trouble. And yet, the thought of being in a relationship with him still makes me uncomfortable, even if it's all just for show.

Clea remains silent, leaving the decision to me. I take a deep breath and nod hesitantly. "Sure, Kyle. That sounds like a good idea."

Kyle's face lights up, and before I can react, he leans in and gives me a deep kiss. I try my best to go along with it, but I can't help feeling uneasy about the whole thing.

As Kyle leaves, I'm left with a whirlwind of emotions. I can't believe I agreed to be in a fake relationship with him. How am I going to keep up this act, especially when it involves kissing him?

I take another deep breath, trying to push those thoughts to the back of my mind. I need to focus on the scene ahead and play my part. But as I walk onto the set, my mind is still racing with doubt and uncertainty.

As soon as I stepped onto the set, I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. Today was the second day of filming, and I was a bundle of nerves. I tried to push aside my thoughts and focus on the scene, but it was hard with Kyle constantly hovering around me, touching me, and being lovey-dovey.

"You look gorgeous," Kyle said, kissing my hand before we started filming.

I smiled at him weakly, feeling uncomfortable with the situation but playing along. It was my decision to agree to become a couple with him, and now I had to live with the consequences.

As we filmed the scene, I tried to get into the character, but my mind kept drifting to the fact that I was acting as a woman, and Kyle was holding me like a lover would. It was an intense feeling, and I couldn't wait for the scene to be over so I could collect my thoughts.

In between takes, Kyle would stroke my hair or hold my hand, and it was all I could do to keep my composure. I didn't want to offend him or blow my cover, but at the same time, I couldn't shake off the feeling that I was living a lie.

As the day went on, I found it harder and harder to concentrate on the scene. My emotions were all over the place, and I was struggling to keep them in check. By the time we wrapped up for the day, I was emotionally drained.

Kyle gave me a hug and whispered in my ear, "You were amazing, babe. I can't wait to see what else you have in store."

I **** a smile and nodded, not trusting myself to speak. As he walked away, I let out a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart.

This was not what I had expected when I first agreed to play the role of Jazmine. I had no idea that I would be drawn into this whirlwind of emotions, and it was getting harder and harder to keep up the act.

As we walked out of the studio and into the parking lot, I was surprised to find a small crowd of fans waiting for me. They were holding signs with my name on it, screaming my name, and asking for autographs and photos.

Clea seemed unfazed by the attention and just smiled and waved at the fans, while Kyle walked ahead, not paying attention. I, on the other hand, felt a mix of emotions. I was thrilled to see that people were excited about the movie and my character, but at the same time, I was terrified of being recognized as Jazmine and exposing my secret.

As we walked towards the car, the fans started to move closer, and one of them shouted, "Jazmine, can we get a photo with you?" I hesitated for a moment, but then Clea put her arm around me and said, "Of course, we can take a quick photo." I smiled nervously and took a few photos with the fans.

As we got into the car, I felt relieved that the encounter was over, but at the same time, I couldn't help but wonder if anyone had recognized me as Jackson. The thought made me feel uneasy and exposed, and I couldn't shake it off for the rest of the ride back to my apartment.

Once I got home, I collapsed on the couch and tried to process everything that had happened. The attention from the fans was overwhelming, and I wasn't sure how to handle it.

As the night went on, I tried to distract myself with some TV and food, but my mind kept drifting back to the fans and the possibility of being recognized. It was all so overwhelming, and I didn't know how to deal with it. Eventually, I fell asleep, hoping that the next day would be better.