Dealing with Trouble (BLS #3)

Angelia Selosvone’s POV:

"That's a wrap!" the director said out loud.

Today is the last day of shooting. I'm really excited because I will have a break to take a vacation. I really need it because I've been working nonstop for the past 2 months.

I thanked the crew and everyone who worked hard on this movie. Yesterday, I decided to buy a lunch box for the crew and shared the love. I'm so grateful to have them as a team. They're really professional, fun, and good people.

"Hey, Angel," Wesley, my co-star called, and I turned to him.

"Hey, Wesley. What's up?" I asked.

"Um, are you free this Friday?" he asked nervously, and I chuckled.

"I'm sorry, I have to go to my parent's house in New York," I apologized.

"Okay then, maybe next time," he said awkwardly, and I smiled. I hugged him briefly and walked away.

"My Hollywood Princess," Mark, the director of the movie, said.

"Hey Mark, you did a great job." I hugged the old man and he chuckled.

"Thanks, muffin. So, any plans after this?" he asked.

"Just planning to go to my parent's house. They missed me," I stated.

"Okay, muffin, see you then! The premiere is in 6 months, okay?" I nodded and hugged him again before I left. I bid my goodbyes to the crew and walked to my van.

"Your plane leaves at 4 p.m.," Luisa, my manager, said.

"Okay." I nodded.

"How long will you stay there?" she asked.

"1 month, tops," I answered, but my eyes were glued to my phone, checking Instagram and Snapchat. What can I say? I'm the Hollywood Princess and people are paying attention to me.

"Don't do anything stupid, Angel. They have their eyes on you," she warned, but I just ignored her. Checking my messages, there were a ton of messages from guys. I never take interest in them because they're just…plain. I want to find someone who can give me chills just by staring into my eyes.

"Wilson texted me again to tell you that he's looking for you." Luisa was annoyed and I was even more annoyed by that fact. Wilson was my co-star last year. He's handsome, but nah…I don't like blondes.

"Ignore him, block him," I said.

"How I wish someone would make Janet Locason's book into a movie!" Luisa squealed. She read that book over and over again. I read it and it was good, but I'm not a maniac like Luisa.

"She just released that book like 3 months ago and there's still a long way to go." I rolled my eyes.

"She's lucky. She mocked Sky and then she met him in person. They fell in love, and boom, got married," Luisa said dramatically.

"I bet they’re only good looking in pictures," I stated.

"Angel, they're Greek gods. Handsome as hell." Drama queen.

"Whatever."

Not long after that, I arrived at my apartment. I quickly take a shower and change into black skinny jeans, a white tank top, and a black leather jacket. I do my make up fast and simple and pull my hair into a ponytail.

I grab my sunglasses and put them on. I quickly packed a few things; I didn’t need to bring a lot of clothes because there was a lot at my parents’ house. I put on my white sneakers and walked out of the house with my small luggage bag in hand.

"Let's go," I said to Luisa, and we walked to the van again. The driver drove straight to LAX. I closed my eyes and decided to sleep for a while.