It took very little time to convince my father that coming back for this audition was a good idea, he was always a hard working man and understood my point of view. He also said he would come with me, while my mom and brother would come back at the initial date, make sure they enjoyed their stay
"You really want to go back earlier ? For work too? Why? I don't get it." said Luca, ever since he'd learn I was going back home earlier for only an audition he'd been pestering me with questions.
"Again Luca it's because I wanna be in movies and sometimes you have to sacrifice things to get your way, which is what I'm doing" I replied, patiently.
"But what if you don't get it? Won't you miss a lot of days on vacation, it's what 4 days that you're missing?" he replied
Technically five since I'm leaving on the 23rd and I'm not even thinking about if I don't get it or not, I'm just trying to focus on the auditions and doing my best." I stated seriously
"Come on now we got to get on set" I continued.
That's right, today the whole family was coming on set, Robert and Joe had said that since mostly inconsequential scenes would be filmed today there was no problem.
Still my parents both had to sign another round of NDA's and my brother had a serious talk about the production about spoilers and secrecy.
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Luca's POV
My brother's kind of stupid, I mean, seriously, who exchanges the opportunity for a vacation in England for more work?
To be honest I don't understand my brother's obsession with acting, ever since I could remember and ever since then he's been barely scraping by in commercials and extra work. Heck he even told me that the only reason he started doing gymnastics as a hobby was because quote " If they ever ask me to do a lot of stunts I'll be able to do them easily." Same thing for MMA.
I get that he loves movies, I do too, a lot of the same ones at that, but trading a vacation for work, I honestly don't understand.
We soon arrived at the studio set, I've always found studio lots kind of depressing, ugly and a waste of space, why do we need so many? Especially in LA where half of them are always abandoned, I know because me and my friends hang out in an abandoned lot in Burbank, we even put a basketball net and spray painted a court there.
"Do I really need to be there?" I asked mom, sighing, she was always supportive of Xavier's passion, which is cool I guess, I think it's because her strict Dominican parents desperately wanted her to get a "real job" as they used to say, but she had wanted to be a writer.
"Yes baby, we have to support your brother, you know he comes to all of you swimming meets too" she replied
"Yeah because you made him come" I grumbled rolling my eyes.
"Not really actually, he usually comes of his own volition and also, don't roll your eyes at me mijo." she replied, her back still turned to me and walking towards the studio lot, I swear she has magic powers.
I shivered, at the spanish nickname, she only used it when warning us or when she was mad. I did however, also think back to all of my swim meets. I was okay at it, usually third or fourth, but it was true that every time there was one, Xavi was always there supporting me and encouraging me even when I wasn't on the podium.
Truth is, I didn't even particularly like it, I just continued doing it because with him having found his passion at a very young age, I didn't want to seem like I was just floating around with no passion of my own. I had also made a few friends so it was fine, but definitely not as excited about it as everyone thinks it makes me.
"Alright whatever, just hope it's not too boring." I grumbled, finishing the conversation.
We continued to the set where we were given visitors tags and had to register with a secretary, after that we were brought inside to the private rooms where Xavier was.
"What's up" I said, seeing Xavier in the room, he was wearing some kind of blue,brown outfit with those flowy shirts they have in movies taking place more than 100 years ago. It actually made him look pretty cool, though I'd never admit that to him.
"Nothing much, we're filming in an hour so for now I'm just waiting."he said,"I'll probably have to go to hair and make up in like 30 minutes, more or less."
"Really bro, you wear makeup for your scenes?" I said, chuckling.
He did not find it funny, which was kind of lame, instead he just shook his head at me and turned to mom.
"Of course I wear makeup dude, it's a movie set, everyone does." he simply replied giving my mom a hug.
"You look so handsome in your costume." she said, even though Xavi was at least 10cm taller than her.
I was still shorter than mom, 165 cm to her 170 cm, which honestly was fucked up, I was thirteen yet still so short, I was a bit taller than most of my classmates but Xavier was a whole 172 cm at thirteen, our father is also 182cm, so why am I still short ?
"Thanks mom, do you guys want to have a little tour of the place, don't act too surprised if you see celebrities, especially Angelina and Brad, they're both here today." said Xavier.
"You've met them already ?" I asked, kind of excited to possibly meet superstars.
"Yeah, I met Angelina on the first day of shooting, she's really nice by the way, and Brad came with their kids like three or four days ago, it was actually quite convenient because all the five year olds started crying when they saw Angelina in her costume except her daughter, so we had to use her for a shot." said Xavier, somewhat enviously.
I get it I would be envious too in some way, he had struggled to get roles for nine years yet Angelina's daughter got a role basically for free.
"Is he nice?" I asked, I always thought Brad was really cool in Troy and Fight Club, hopefully he actually was in real life as well.
"He's okay, doesn't really talk to most of the crew since he has like a million kids to take care of but he seems chill," he replied.
"Nice" I thought
We continued walking when this girl, this really really pretty girl, came up to us, though she was taller than me sadly.
"Hi! I'm Elle, you must be Xavier's mother" she said, giving my mom a hug, she then turned to me. "And you must be his little brother Lucas, I've heard a lot about you, your brother says that your really good at swimmi-"
"That's not true I barely mentioned it, in passing, sports just came up, nothing else." interrupted my brother, his cheeks growing red.
But I wasn't stupid, I had heard that, and a smile came over me, what can I say, it felt kind of good knowing my perfect brother bragged about me, and yeah I do believe he's kind of perfect, he finished school early, he does gymnastics and MMA, he's tall, he's good-looking and I'm just me, average in school, do swimming and and more importantly I'm not passionate about anything right now. So yeah I found that kind of surprising.
"You brag about me? Aww I'm honored." I said, with a teasing grin, I made sure to dramatically give him a hug as well just to embarrass him further.
"Yeah yeah whatever" he said, hugging me back
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Xavier's POV
I did not need Elle to embarrass me like that, we had become great friends throughout the past nine days and had exchanged numbers and Instagram, and yes maybe at some point I more or less mentioned that Lucas was a great swimmer, but in my defense he actually is, he has quite a few bronze medals and even a silver one and made to the top five in a state-wide competition, so I was just stating facts really, it wasn't a brag
Anyway, after Lucas stopped trying to embarrass me we continued our way to the set, where Lucas and mom were amazed at everything, Lucas also gaped like an idiot when he saw Brad Pitt and Angelina, especially Angelina, every time she was in her costume she was simply oozing charisma, she was made for that role.
"Hey Angelina, Brad, this is my mom and this is my brother." I introduced.
They both moved towards us smiling, Brad with a little boy on his head pulling his hair and giggling.
"Hi! I'm Angelina" she said, introducing herself.
My mother was able to answer normally but my brother funnily enough, froze, starstruck. I nudged him, waking him from his stupor.
"Right sorry, It's nice to meet you, I'm Lucas, sorry for that it's just… your costume is really, really good. It's really impressive." he said, blushing in embarrassment.
Angelina chuckled at that, as did Elle.
"Don't worry, your brother reacted in literally the same way and the costume is pretty good."reassured Angelina.
"Yeah he said the same thing word for word" continued Elle, laughing.
"That's how you know they're brother's." laughed our mother.
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Hey, y'all I was going to post yesterday but I had a nasty writers block and it only stopped when I wrote from the little brother's point of view so yeah you're getting this for today, let me know what you all think about it but I do think I'm going to try to write from other character's POV sometimes. Anyways, thanks for reading y'all? A chapter will be posted tomorrow for sure.