94 Chapter three, 2016, field trip revised: 1 (2/2)
”Ah, Ageruman-san, perfect. We'll have the shots by the waterfront tomorrow. Eight sharp fine with you?”
She stared at the producer for her shoots the last week, and then she looked at the crew carrying camera equipment inside the lobby. 'Nakagawa, I'm going to kick you so hard you have three Adam's apples. Dammit, Ulf's in a walking coma and needs all my help, and now you've dragged the entire set for the Uniclo job here.' She wanted to scream. That job wasn't supposed to start until September, but Uniclo was way too big an opportunity for her to decline. 'It's like he's forcing us to hit the ground running.'
But for her situation with Ulf it wouldn't have been a problem. She had managed far worse earlier, but right now. Right now she felt uncertainty and fear building up in her like it had done all those years ago when she was still a teenager trying to make it into the modelling world for the first time.
'There's a difference now. Ulf's the difference. Back then I only had to care for myself.' And that was a lie, she knew. Her career cost her first love because she hadn't cared about his fears and feelings of loneliness.
Christina took a deep breath and tried to collect her thoughts. She failed miserably.
'Will it be the same again? Would you have me chose between you and my work? Ulf, I need you! I need your honesty and humanity.' And she knew what he would have said. She choked down the sobs that threatened to build up in her and accepted that she would gamble her love in an unforgiving game.
”Eight sharp will be just fine,” Christina said before her producer started to wonder if she had fallen asleep or not. ”I apologise. I didn't expect to see you here so soon.” 'I didn't expect to see you here at all, and you bloody know that.' ”Dressed in set, or prepared for make-up?” she asked and immediately regretted her words. 'I'm not supposed to have lived this life before. Dammit Christina, play a little more stupid!'
”In the bus will be just fine,” he said.
Christina nodded and went for the dining hall where the business suit migration had ended up. Then she had to mentally slap herself again. In this world she had never prepared an outdoor shoot with a mobile studio. Just nodding as if the word 'bus' held all the information she needed was way out of character.
When she looked over her shoulder she saw him smiling. 'Oh well, that cover is blown to hell. He knows I'm pro, and now he knows that I know.' She gave him the wave ending with a thumbs up she usually gave her personal crew late in her career before an important shoot. He wouldn't know exactly what it meant, but he would know she had done this far too many times for her to remember.
Right now she had more important matters to take care of. She dressed her face in her billion dollar empress expression and marched in on the unsuspecting business men.