I didn’t take it at first and he yelled at me to stop being weird and sit. Okay, he didn’t actually yell, but if you’ve heard Tyler in person, he says everything with enthusiasm and a very loud tone. Any bystander would think I’m being yelled at, but nope, that’s just Tyler.
I groan and roll my eyes once I get within a few feet of him, making sure he sees the fake agony.
“Need me to help with anything?” I ask, although I already know the answer because he, Max, and Lane have been texting me updates nonstop.
Like I predict, Tyler shakes his head and glances my way. “Don’t you trust us?”
“No,” I reply. I receive a shove for that. “Kidding.”
“What’s the update on your girl?”
“Not my girl.” I glare at him. Do I even want her to be my girl? It’s been a while since I’ve had a friend to talk to like I do with Cassie. It’s a more intimate relationship than I have with Marcy. But I know Cassie doesn’t want to date anyone right now. She’s made that statement more than once. Instead of pushing her and flirting more, I just keep showing up and being the friend she needs right now.
“So, she’s coming? And bringing that friend?” Tyler wiggles his eyebrows.
“I’ll introduce you, don’t worry. Anyway, I need to grab a quick bite before going on set. See you later?”
“Duh. Have someone to drive you tonight?” Tyler asks.
Shit. “I don’t, um, I’ll ask…” I look around to make sure no one is around. “You know who.”
Tyler just smirks and gives me a nod of understanding. “Bye, lover-boy.”
I give him a shove for that as he walks away. He just laughs and shakes his head. Asshole.
“What are you bitter about?” A familiar voice greets my ears from behind.
I spin around to find Cassie with her arms crossed and a clipboard in her left hand.
“Just the person I want to see.” I smile.
Her eyebrows narrow. “I don’t understand how you go from broody to cheerful in seconds.”
“That’s simple,” I say with a shrug.
Her eyebrows raise in question.
“You’ve graced my presence, Sass.” I wink and that earns me my first eye roll of the day.
“And what can I help you with? Hm? You’re supposed to be on set—” Cassie pauses to look at her clipboard, her finger trailing left to right to bottom to left again on the page. “Now.” A groan escapes her mouth. "Emmett," Cassie drawls, a hint of a smirk blooming on her lips.
“Walk with me?” I ask, grabbing a granola bar.
“Oh, I suppose. It’s not like I have a million other things to do and other principal actors to track down or anything,” Cassie replies, glancing my way as we exit the cafeteria.
I gasp and slam my right hand to my chest. “You mean to tell me I’m not your one and only?”
“In your dreams, Hotshot.” Cassie winks and starts walking a little faster to get ahead of me.
I walk faster to reach her. “What would you say if I asked you for a ride to my party tonight?” I ask and hold the door for her. My radio goes off as Ed tries to get ahold of me, but I ignore it now that we’ve arrived.
I almost think Cassie is going to walk away. It’s possible she didn’t hear me over the noise coming from the set. Instead, she turns to face me and lowers her clipboard to her thighs.
“I can do that.”
“Great. I’ll—” I get cut off by a staff member coming up to Cassie to ask her questions. I catch her eyes and mouth “text you” which she must understand because she smiles, nods, and walks away with the staff member.
For the rest of the day, I stay busy. Ed has me alternating between filming and helping other actors during their scenes. Normally, I would get irritated and do everything possible to go back to my trailer during my downtime, but I didn't feel that way today. I wanted the day to go by fast. The faster it went, the sooner I would get to my party.